Stretchers For Canvas Quotes & Sayings

The air between them filled with all that remained unsaid. All that should be said.
Yet wasn't. — Renee Ahdieh

Words can be said in bitterness and anger, and often there seems to be an element of truth in the nastiness. And words don't go away, they just echo around. — Jane Goodall

Love God, and do what you like. — Saint Augustine

There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs. — Charles Dickens

Sensuality is the total mobilization of the senses: an individual observes his partner intently, straining to catch every sound. — Milan Kundera

If life was what you made of it, then it could not be made for you. — Ferdinand Mount

As the tragic writer rids us of what is petty and ignoble in our nature, so also the humorist rids us of what is cautious, calculating, and priggish
about half of our social conscience, indeed. Both of them permit us, in blessed moments of revelation, to soar above the common level of our lives. — Robertson Davies

He made his colours, built his stretchers, plastered his canvas, painted his pictures, carpentered his frames, and painted them. 'Too bad I can't buy my own pictures,' he murmured aloud. 'Then I'd be completely self-sufficient.' — Irving Stone

The scholars and poets of an earlier time can be read only with a dictionary to help. — Carl Sandburg

The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets. — Christopher Morley

The big question society will have to answer is whether it wants computers thinking like humans. — David Smith

Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city might begin with a tremor, a tremble, a breath. — Lauren Oliver

In the end, the truth finds a way to surface, even if you don't want it to. — Jennifer Lopez

The smell of hot bread came from underneath the tent walls, and Perseus said that the ovens had just been opened. "You haven't eaten in three days. You'd better strengthen yourself." "How can I eat," Alessandro answered, pointing his nose to his padded hands. "Don't be ridiculous, they're perfect for holding a hot loaf of bread. You'll look like a kangaroo, but you'll be able to eat all you want. Now you can pick up a bowl of boiling soup as if you were a Cossack. — Mark Helprin