“Flowers bloom in secret. Animals build in silence. Humans crave attention.” — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
“Sacrifice” and “self” both begin with the same letter, but the spelling is way different after that.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
“Don’t dwell upon contrasts. Differences do exist between people, but dwelling upon them is a dangerous process.” — Henepola Gunaratana Copy Share Image
Often, contrasts bring art to life: the bright speck of paint on a dark canvas; the tightrope walk between humor and tragedy. — Laura van den Berg Copy Share Image
I'm interested in creating a space through color contrasts, rather than by simple shadows of light and dark. — August Macke Copy Share Image
Painting stems from a sense of organisation, the sensed positions of contrasts. Not that it is about this. — Roy Lichtenstein Copy Share Image
You have to be aware of all the latent possibilities that give a work its special character - its atmosphere, its moods,… — Alfred Brendel Copy Share Image
“Other people's houses always intrigued her by the contrast they offered to Greystones; she would see suddenly -- with detached interest and… — Penelope Lively Copy Share Image
Old age is not one of the beauties of creation, but it is one of its harmonies. The law of contrasts is… — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
I really gravitate to the comedy of tonal contrasts. I hope that doesn't sound insufferably pretentious. What I mean is people having… — Matt Nix Copy Share Image
“…For love it is never the same. What goes on inside is never the same just like this music which changes every… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
Contradictions of perspective. Contrasts of light. Contrasts of form. Points of view impossible to achieve in drawing and painting. Foreshortenings with a… — Alexander Rodchenko Copy Share Image
“Contrasts The windows of my poetry are wide open on the boulevards and in the shop windows Shine The precious stones of… — Blaise Cendrars Copy Share Image
“It was a cruel city, but it was a lovely one; a savage city, yet it had such tenderness; a bitter, harsh,… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
