“The picture alone, without the written word, leaves half the story untold.” –James Lafferty
Off the wall
In my frame of mind
Hang haiku
The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express. —Francis Bacon
A picture is a poem without words. —Horace
It is written on the arched sky; it looks out from every star. It is the poetry of Nature; it is that which uplifts the spirit within us. —John Ruskin
Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words.—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
To read a poem is to hear it with our eyes; to hear it is to see it with our ears. —Octavio Paz
Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds. —Percy Bysshe Shelley
Poetry seems to be the only weapon able to beat language, using language’s own means. —Joseph Brodsky
As things are, and as fundamentally they must always be, poetry is not a career, but a mug’s game. No honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: He may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing. —T. S. Eliot
Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth. —Samuel Johnson
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. —Robert Frost
A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress. —Lord Byron
The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed. —Charlotte Bronte
The soul never thinks without a picture. —Aristotle
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GODSLAUGH.ME 
Like Woody Allen’s “Zelig”, on his deathbed, expressing regret that he finally started reading Moby Dick and wanted to see how it came out — von Goethe spoke the truth. Great job, team.
Thank you, George, for a few sensible words.
Btw, ca. 1960, at a theater in the round on Long Island, Woody Allen closed his routine by looking lovingly at an old pocket watch in his hand and saying, ‘This old watch means a lot to me. It belonged to my grandfather. On his deathbed, he sold it to me.’
An what a story it is ! Michèle
Merci Michèle ! Very glad you like, as I’m sure Pierre will be when he reads your comment. 🙂
Love the art, love the quotes, love the post.
Sensible words hung
in imagination’s frame
make poetic joy
Thank you kindly, LuAnne.
A love-framed review
Poet’s insightful haiku
Make an art of joy
🙂