Logan Pearsall Smith Quotes

Of all those arts in which the wise excel, Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well.

Poetry is the key to the hieroglyphics of nature.

After all, what is a lovely phrase? One that has mopped up as much Truth as it can hold.

'Irony' is such an over-used word.

Comedy is deep and wild and I am excited about the mysteries within.

In the '60s, I did many satirical portraits of dictators.

Trump is most fun to draw - just a great mash of caricature-able features, from bouffant to eyebrows and scowl, to the high cheekbones and the regal pride.

Art is the right hand of Nature.

A fine thought in fine language is a most precious jewel, and should not be hid away, but be exposed for use and ornament.

I've always thought that comedy was just another dramatic expression.

Satire is tragedy plus time.

Jokes are unanswerable objections.

Eloquence is the language of nature, and cannot be learned in the schools; but rhetoric is the creature of art, which he who feels least will most excel in.

Words are my passion / And out of them and me / I would create beauty.

The world is beautiful but not sayable. That's why we need art.

We are surrounded by poetry on all sides.

Language is, in other words, not necessary, but voluntary. If it were necessary, it would have stayed simple; it would not agitate our hearts with ever-present loveliness and ever-cresting ambiguity; it would not dream, on its long white bones, of turning into song.

Any time something is written against me, I not only share the sentiment but feel I could do the job far better myself. Perhaps I should advise would-be enemies to send me their grievances beforehand, with full assurance that they will receive my every aid and support. I have even secretly longed to write, under a pen name, a merciless tirade against myself.

That passage is what I call the sublime dashed to pieces by cutting too close with the fiery four-in-hand round the corner of nonsense.

Games are nature's most beautiful creation

Poetry is the honey of all flowers, the quintessence of all sciences, the marrow of wit, and the very phrase of angels.

Neatness of phrase is so closely akin to wit that it is often accepted as its substitute.

Speaking is a beautiful folly; with that man dances over all things.

Public speaking is the art of diluting a two-minute idea with a two-hour vocabulary.

This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.