nothing now exists that is so valuable as whatever theoretically might replace it.

Art is the attention we pay to the wholeness of the world.

Art is always the replacement of indifference by attention.

Theres nothing like being a soldier for confidence or learning your limits or enduring utter humiliation.

Unless the work of art has wholly exhausted its makers attention, it fails. This is why works of great significance are demanding and why they are infinitely rewarding.

In curved Einsteinian space we are at all times, technically, looking at the back of our own head.

A work of art is a form that articulates forces, making them intelligible.