The business of every art is to bring something into existence, and the practice of an art involves the study of how to bring into existence something which is capable of having such an existence and has its efficient cause in the maker and not in itself.

All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story, to vomit the anguish up.

Art distills sensation and embodies it with enhanced meaning in memorable form-or else it is not art.

As a matter of history great developments in art have often been remarkably separate from religious motivation and use.

I wonder whether art has a higher function than to make me feel, appreciate, and enjoy natural objects for their art value?

The artist is the most interesting of all phenomena, for he represents creativity, the definition of man.

What is more natural in a democratic age than that we should begin to measure the stature of a work of art-especially of a painting-by how widely and how well it is reproduced?

Art is meant to disturb. Science reassures.

Perhaps art is simply an organism's reaction against its retentive limitations.

The artist has never been a dictator, since he understands better than anybody else the variations in human personality.