Time and memory are true artists; they remould reality nearer to the heart's desire.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
An artist sees that which does not yet exist. He or she imagines a future others cannot perceive. The artist - and the writer - reshapes reality so that it becomes even more vivid and lasting.
To the artist is sometimes granted a sudden, transient insight which serves in this matter for experience. A flash, and where previously the brain held a dead fact, the soul grasps a living truth! At moments we are all artists.
Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
History speaks to artists. It changes the artist's thinking and is constantly reshaping it into different and unexpected images.
Memory is a great artist. For every man and for every woman it makes the recollection of his or her life a work of art and an unfaithful record.
All the things we have to remember, and I've mentioned this before, is that we're all artists.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
Time, memory, loss and love are my main artistic concerns, but time, among all of them, becomes the determinant.
We may not like our times or many aspects of the time we live in but that is not the fault of art as such.
In the experience of art, time seems not to exist.