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William Wendt

"The perfume of the flowers and of the bay tree are wafted on high, like incense. The birds sing sweet songs of praise to their Creator. In the tops of the trees, the soughing of the wind is like the hushed prayers of the multitude in some vast cathedral. Here the heart of man becomes impressionable."

Source : John Alan Walker, William Wendt (1992). “Documents on the Life and Art of William Wendt, 1865-1946, California's Painter Laureate of the Paysage Moralisé”

William Wendt

#Song Quotes #Sweet Quotes #Prayer Quotes

“October's bellowing anger breakes and cleavesThe bronzed battalions of the stricken woodIn whose lament I hear a voice that grievesFor battle's fruitless harvest, and the feudOf outrage men. Their lives are like the leavesScattered in flocks of ruin, tossed and blownAlong the westering furnace flaring red.O martyred youth and manhood overthrown,The burden of your wrongs is on my head.”
“People who love jazz musicians love us when we play what we want to play and we're starving. But as soon as you commercialize your sound like Wes Montgomery did, the jazz fans and the critics are down on you!”
“In the year 2000 an illiterate person will not be someone who can't read or write, but someone who is not able to learn, unlearn and learn again.”
“I'm pretty sure most of us would be more fulfilled if we didn't fixate on fulfillment quite so much.”
“What can I do to provide for my children that's really significant? The answer is to love their mother unconditionally.”
“We need to hear the Gospel every day, because we forget it every day.”
“I think great art is always ambiguous and can't be pinned down.”
“It's very difficult to make predictions about the Iranian politics, but given the fact that Ahmadinejad was elected with a very clear purpose - to improve the economy - and he's failed.”

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