All the arts are in transit; the pleasure lies in watching them go by.

Commerce elevates the arts; the arts ennobles commerce.

Artistic is mystic, cryptic and viciously capitalistic.

Art for the rich; crafts for the poor.

Technology hatches the arts; the arts spawn technology.

The arts brew up a society.

The individual is the art of the group, the group the art of the individual.

Each person creates a unique museum of paintings, music and fashion in a room inside themselves.

The arts — they are pliers yanking out the deep emotions hidden in our souls.

Format begets the arts, the arts format.

Artistic is mystic, cryptic and viciously capitalistic.

All the arts look longingly over their shoulders.

If everything is art, nothing is art.

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