I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence.
There is no definition to love. It is a feeling.
On the stage on which we are observing it, — Universal History — Spirit displays itself in its most concrete reality.
Wisdom requires no form; her beauty must vary, as varies the beauty of flame. She is no motionless goddess, for ever couched on her throne.
A picture is not a window...an abstract refers to no reality but its own.
Law has no skin, reason has no nostrils.
There's kind of a cool feel that happens every now and then. I guess that feel is the thing that makes the score its own score. But, I don't know exactly what that is. So, it's hard for me to answer that question.
There is no such thing as justice in the abstract; it is merely a compact between men.
Space has no "existence." "To exist" literally means "to stand out." You cannot understand space because it doesn't stand out. Although in itself it has no existence, it enables everything else to exist. Silence has no existence either, nor does the unmanifested.
Of course, Marxism is an example of what Carl Popper would have called a 'World Three' structure, in that it's got immense power as an idea, but you couldn't actually hold up anything in the world and say: 'this is Marxism'.
We shall some day catch an abstract truth by the tail, and then we shall have our religion and our immortality.
It doesn't really exist; it's just basically lots of different stages between the two pieces, and you end up with, like, a third shape that doesn't exist but is suggested to you by the image.
What is a god? A god is a personification of a motivating power of a value system that functions in human life and in the universe.
A right , in the abstract, is a fact ; it is not a thing to be given, established, or conferred; it is. Of the exercise of a right power may deprive me; of the right itself, never.
Philosophy is talk on a cereal box.
Black is not a color.
Love with men is not a sentiment, but an idea.
I have been continuously aware that in painting, I am always dealing with... a relational structure. Which in turn makes permission 'to be abstract' no problem at all.
Rarely in the history of science has an abstract mathematical idea been received more enthusiastically by the entire scientific community than the invention of logarithms.
But this emphasis would be lavished in vain, if it served, in your opinion, only to abstract a general type from phenomena whose particularity in our work would remain the essential thing for you, and whose original arrangement could be broken up only artificially.
Color which, like music, is a matter of vibrations, reaches what is most general and therefore most indefinable in nature: its inner power.
Value, therefore, does not stalk about with a label describing what it is.
All good art is abstract in its structure.
All things are symbols.
What I want to show in my work is the idea which hides itself behind so-called reality. I am seeking for the bridge which leans from the visible to the invisible through reality. It may sound paradoxical, but it is in fact reality which forms the mystery of our existence.
