He had violent passions, and on occasion desire seized his body so that he was driven to an orgy of lust, but he hated the instincts that robbed him of his self-possession. I think, even, he hated the inevitable partner in his debauchery. When he had regained command over himself, he shuddered at the sight of the woman he had enjoyed. His thoughts floated then serenely in the empyrean, and he felt towards her the horror that perhaps the painted butterfly, hovering about the flowers, feels to the filthy chrysalis from which it has triumphantly emerged. I suppose that art is a manifestation of the sexual instinct. It is the same emotion which is excited in the human heart by the sight of a lovely woman, the Bay of Naples under the yellow moon, and the Entombment of Titian. It is possible that Strickland hated the normal release of sex because it seemed to him brutal by comparison with the satisfaction of artistic creation. . W. Somerset Maugham
Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
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Rainbow Rowell
It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.
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Vincent Van Gogh
Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.
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Clive Barker
Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you.
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Chuck Klosterman
There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
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Vincent Van Gogh
More Quotes By W. Somerset Maugham
The great tragedy of life is not that men perish, but that they cease to love.
How can I be reasonable? To me our love was everything and you were my whole life. It is not very pleasant to realize that to you it was only an episode.
As lovers, the difference between men and women is that women can love all day long, but men only at times.
He did not care if she was heartless, vicious and vulgar, stupid and grasping, he loved her. He would rather have misery with one than happiness with the other.
If a man hasn't what's necessary to make a woman love him, it's his fault, not hers.
