Conservatorio De Braga Quotes & Sayings

No one, though has to go to college to make or understand or enjoy art. Wonderful artists and critics - some of the best - have educated themselves. — Robert Adams

It is imperfection - not perfection - that is the end result of the program written into that formidably complex engine that is the human brain, and of the influences exerted upon us by the environment and whoever takes care of us during the long years of our physical, psychological and intellectual development. — Rita Levi-Montalcini

The burden of his salvation seemed to be on me and I could not endure it. — James Baldwin

I'm not denying that what you're going through is real. What I'm saying is that you need to decide what you believe about memories. They aren't who you are. They aren't who you have to be. Even if things like this keep happening, and they likely will, you have to decide how much you will internalize them. — Rod Dreher

The best designs are those that dissolve into behavior. — Naoto Fukasawa

Although, as the Latin verb to educate, educate, indicates, it is not a question of putting something in but drawing it out, if it is there to begin with ... I want all of my students and all of my dancers to be aware of the poignancy of life at that moment. I would like to feel that I had, in some way, given them the gift of themselves. — Martha Graham

Christianity does not want us to reduce by one atom the hatred we feel for cruelty and treachery. We ought to hate them. Not one word of what we have said about them needs to be unsaid. But it does want us to hate them in the same way in which we hate things in ourselves: being sorry that the man should have done such things, and hoping, if it is anyway possible, that somehow, sometime, somewhere he can be cured and made human again. — C.S. Lewis

Touring is a favorite part of what I do. I love connecting with the fans in that immediate way — Nelly Furtado

Even though I wasn't there, you were always with me. Always. — Elizabeth Norris

With: Go Ferchios off to Allad out of this! An oldsteinsong. He threwed his fit up to his aers, rolled his poligone eyes, snivelled from his snose and blew the guff out of his hornypipe. — James Joyce