Alphonse de Lamartine Art Quotations

An artist should have more than two eyes.

Assassination makes only martyrs, not converts.

The reason that women are so much more sociable than men is because they act more from the heart than the intellect.

Shall not this bygone Eden that we knew In our Eternal Life have shape and hue? For where Time is not shall not all Time be? In that calm breast whereto our souls are cleaving Shall we not find our loved ones beyond grieving About the hearth-stone of Eternity?

All nature is the temple; earth the altar.

Photography is better than art. It is a solar phenomenon in which the artist collaborates with the sun.

The death of a man's wife is like cutting down an ancient oak that has long shaded the family mansion. Henceforth the glare of the world, with its cares and vicissitudes falls upon the old widower's heart, and there is nothing to break their force, or shield him from the full weight of misfortune. It is as if his right hand were withered; as if one wing of his angel was broken, and every movement that he made brought him to the ground.

It is because of the servility of photography that I am fundamentally contemptuous of this chance invention which will never be an art but which plagiarizes nature by means of optics. (1848)

It is the qualities of the heart, not those of the face, that should attract us in women, because the former are durable, the latter transitory. So lovable women, like roses, retain their sweetness long after they have lost their beauty.

Enthusiasm springs from the imagination, and self-sacrifice from the heart. Women are, therefore, more naturally heroic than men. All nations have in their annals some of these miracles of patriotism, of which woman is the instrument in the hands of God.

Women have much more heart and much more imagination than men; hence, fancy often allures them.

Ah! let us love, my Love, for Time is heartless, Be happy while you may!

We cannot have two hearts, one for the animals and one for men. In cruelty towards the former and cruelty to the latter there is no difference but in the victim.

Eloquence dwells quite as much in the hearts of the hearers as on the lips of the orator.

Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.

There are places and climates, seasons and hours, with their outward circumstance, so much in harmony with certain impressions of the heart, that Nature and the soul of man appear to be parts of one vast whole.

Friendship, sweet-resting place of the soul, the gloaming wherein our hearts find peace....

We don't have two hearts, one for animals and one for humans ; we have one heart or we don't have any.

Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart.