Philter Photography Quotes & Sayings
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All technologies are neutral. What counts is who uses them and what they use them for. Any material, any tool in the hands of an artist, can result in a work of art. — Ken Robinson

Test of the poet is knowledge of love,
For Eros is older than Saturn or Jove;
Never was poet, of late or of yore,
Who was not tremulous with love-lore. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I did it because I think it's time you finally knew that the stars were always for you. Always. Only. Ever. For you. — Jillian Dodd

I wish that every child could have growing space because I think children are a little like plants. If they grow too close together, they become thin and sickly and never obtain maximum growth. We need room to grow. — Peace Pilgrim

Yet now leaning here, till the gate prints my arm, I feel the weight that has formed itself in my side. Something has formed ... some hard thing. — Virginia Woolf

I took my first acting class at age 6 because I found out that's what Carol Burnett was doing - acting. Also she had an imaginary friend as a kid and went to UCLA, two things we have in common. I will always admire her and hope one day, I can make someone laugh a fraction as hard as she's made me bellyache. — Christine Lakin

The sea was the first thing he had found that was large enough to absorb his sorrow.
...Perdu would drift on his back, his feet pointing toward the beach. There, on the waves, with the water spilling through his outspread fingers, he drew up from the depths of his memory every hour he had spent with Manon. He examined each one until he no longer felt any regret that it was past, then he let it go.
So Jean let the waves rock him, raise him up and pass him on. And slowly, infinitely slowly, he began to trust. Not the sea, far from it; no one should make that mistake! Jean Perdu trusted himself again. He wouldn't go under; he wouldn't drown in his emotions.
And each time he abandoned himself to the sea another small grain of fear trickled out of him. It was his way of praying. — Nina George