Pietro Metastasio Quotes

There is such a thing as the impression of luminosity.

I see only forms that are lit up and forms that are not. There is only light and shadow.

Its when the sun shines the brightest that our shadows appear the biggest

Our senses will not admit anything extreme. Too much noise confuses us, too much light dazzles us, too great distance or nearness prevents vision, too great prolixity or brevity weakens an argument, too much pleasure gives pain, too much accordance annoys.

There is suffering in the light; in excess it burns. Flame is hostile to the wing. To burn and yet to fly, this is the miracle of genius.

He was alone in the darkness once more, but the darkness became brighter and brighter until it was burning like the sun.

The light is there, and colors surround us. However, if there were no light nor colors in our own eye, we wouldn't perceive such things outside of us.

It is one thing to be blind, and another to be in darkness.

Just at present you only see the tree by the light of the lamp. I wonder when you would ever see the lamp by the light of the tree.

Mel Bochner was able to give me the tools to look at those types of experiences, register them with my own, but also hold them far enough away to see them 360.

Our senses perceive no extreme. Too much sound deafens us; too much light dazzles us; too great distance or proximity hinders ourview. Too great length and too great brevity of discourse tends to obscurity; too much truth is paralyzing.... In short, extremes are for us as though they were not, and we are not within their notice. They escape us, or we them.

A luminous body will appear more brilliant in proportion as it is surrounded by deeper shadow.

The source of all light is in the eye.

Carlyle said that how to observe was to look, but I say that it is rather to see, and the more you look the less you will observe.

We do not truly see light, we only see slower things lit by it, so that for us light is on the edge-the last thing we know before things become too swift for us.

When I look at things, I always see the space they occupy. I always want the space to reappear, to make a comeback, because it's lost space when there's something in it.

Everything has shape, if you look for it. There is no escape from form.

Imagine the world so greatly magnified that particles of light look like twenty-four-pound cannon balls.

The eye deals with excess more easily than the stomach does.

I’m interested that light has thingness itself, so it’s not something that reveals something about other things you’re looking at, but it becomes a revelation in itself.

Speaking, when you have something to say, is like looking. But who looks? If people could see properly, and see whole, they would all be painters. And it's because people have no idea how to look that they hardly ever understand.

To philosophize with open eyes is to philosophize in the dark. Only the blind can look straight at the sun.

We scarcely know how much of our pleasure and interest in life comes to us through our eyes until we have to do without them; and part of that pleasure is that the eyes can choose where to look. But the ears can't choose where to listen.

More than anything, one is struck by the light. Light everywhere. Brightness everywhere. Everywhere, the sun.

We become intoxicated with color, with words that speak of color, and with the sun that makes colors brighter.