Top 1200 Cave Paintings Quotes & Sayings - Page 3

The cave-dweller's wife complained that he hadn't dragged her anywhere in months.

For Cave Carson, I have a co-writer, so that takes off a lot of the pressure.

You don't have to be a cave man to appreciate Lascaux.

Why are you still here?" she asked. "Shouldn't you be in a cave somewhere inspiring people?

I'm Andrea Thompson, and unless you've been living in a cave, you probably already know that.

[Speaking to a group of wealthy New Yorkers] A million years ago, the cave man, without tools, with small brain, and with nothing but the strength of his body, managed to feed his wife and children, so that through him the race survived. You on the other hand, armed with all the modern means of production, multiplying the productive capacity of the cave man a million times — you are incompetents and muddlers, you are unable to secure to millions even the paltry amount of bread that would sustain their physical life. You have mismanaged the world, and it shall be taken from you.

Having your own, um, cave at eighteen is pretty cool.

I really like Cold Cave.

Art ... is a force which blows the roof off the cave where we crouch imprisoned.

Any man who retreats into a cave which has only one opening deserves to die.

One just principle from the depths of a cave is more powerful than an army.

I sport a cave-man mentality.

You'd have to live in a cave not to know about the Carrier Dome. It put Syracuse on the map.

I want a bedroom near the sky, an astrologer's cave Where I can fashion eclogues that are chaste and grave.

Please tell me the cave just had a little indigestion. (Kat)

Never forget where you came from. That's what I think when I walk into a cave.

Whenever I hear that I'm on the brink of stardom, I feel like I want to run into a cave.

There's this cave and all humanity is in it and there's this terribly bright light at the other end and everybody's afraid of it.

Time and again I was asked to arrest Jamaat activists but I put my foot down and refused to cave in.

Ads are the cave art of the twentieth century.

If you go back to before mankind came out of the cave, there was hatred.

We are being spoilt in Aladdin's cave today, and each goal seemingly better than the last.

Plato's cave is full of freaks.

I think the films and the paintings erase each other. The paintings are extremely slow and constantly going on in the studio - they're constantly regenerating themselves in this slow, monotonous way that's a physical struggle and can be a pain in the ass. They're all based on very specific math and diagrams. And the films, when I'm making them, are very fast, very collaborative, with a lot of improvisation.

I mean, these are really dedicated people [in Lovecraft Society] when it comes to [h.P.] Lovecraft. But in the top floor of the John Hay Library, you have all of Lovecraft's archives. And messing around in there, I noticed, I said, what are these paintings? And the librarian told me, "Well, those are Pickman's paintings." I said, "I thought this was like something he made up, like The Necronomicon, that kind of stuff." And he said no, that the guy actually existed.

We are finally living in Plato's cave, if we consider how those who were imprisoned within the cave - who could do nothing but watch those shadows passing on the back wall - were convinced that those shadows were their one and only reality. I see a profound similarity to all this in the epoch we're now living in. We no longer live simply through images: we live through images that don't even exist, which are the result not of physical projection but of pure virtuality.

The fools that came in here brought their beach gear to a cave...go figure.

When things are really dismal, you can laugh, or you can cave in completely.

Look at the paintings of Picasso. He is a great painter, but just a subjective artist. Looking at his paintings, you will start feeling sick, dizzy, something going berserk in your mind. You cannot go on looking at Picasso's painting long enough. You would like to get away, because the painting has not come from a silent being. It has come from a chaos. It is a by product of a nightmare. But ninety-nine percent art belongs to that category.

We live life in the marketplace and then we go off to the cave or to the meditation mat to replenish ourselves.

The museum is full of interesting things. All kinds of paintings are there. And then paintings too thick to put in a frame, that they call sculpture. And then there are spectators. with their scorecards, rooting for culture. And spectators of the spectators, looking for love's introduction. And art students taking notes. And old women trying to remember the past. And old men with too much to forget. And tourists, thinking that a museum represents a city. And loafers so poor, they study their soberness here.

I'll read anything by a guy who spent 40 years in a cave.

After Buddha was dead, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave.

And he whose soul is flat -- the sky Will cave in on him by and by.

My heroes: Nick Cave, Tom Waits, Nina Simone.

I don't back down. I don't cave when the pressure gets too great from these partisan political ideological forces.

Actors are cave dwellers in a rich darkness which they love and hate.

My tears are buried in my heart, like cave-locked fountains sleeping.

I would get a lot of writing done if I lived in isolation in a cave under a swamp.

The very cave you are afraid to enter turns out to be the source of what you are looking for.

I draw the line at letting people into my songwriting cave. To me, that's where the alchemy happens and where the mystery is.

Depression is boring, I think and I would do better to make some soup and light up the cave.

In the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.

I pay my models to work with me, so there becomes this weird sort of economic bartering thing, which made me feel really sort of uncomfortable, almost as though you were buying into a situation - which, again, is another way of looking at those paintings. The body language in those paintings is a lot more stiff.

I look at my paintings for a very long time before letting them out of my studio. I like to get on the treadmill and look around at all of my paintings while I exercise. I try to stare them down to make them reveal their weaknesses. If they reveal weaknesses, they get repainted.

I'm expressing the feelings of mankind today through the Blue Dog. The dog is always having problems of the heart, of growing up, the problems of life. The dog looks at us and asks, 'Why am I here? What am I doing? Where am I going?' Those are the same questions we ask ourselves. People look at the paintings, and the paintings speak back to them.

The idea was to take fine art and put it into the location of the movie scripts. The script itself is collage - some of the lines come from actual movies and I've written others to make the text work with the found image. In this way, the details of old dead guys' paintings (from the collection of the Städel Museum in Frankfurt, where this work will be exhibited in relation to the historical paintings) become illustrations of the movie scripts. I found this mélange of high art and Hollywood amusing.

I don't have a bunch of mates. I don't have a man cave. My wife and I, we are each other's best friend.

I'm someone who just likes being in my cave and thinking up weird stuff.

If you are after truth, leave your cave!

My art in the last period has all been in small format, but my paintings have become even deeper and more spiritual, speaking truly through colour. Feeling that because of my illness I would not be able to paint very much longer, I worked like a man obsessed on these little 'Meditations' (a long series of small paintings he made during the last years of his life, with as main motif the schema of a face, ed.). And now I leave these small but, to me, important works to the future and to people who love art.

Nonviolence is not a cloistered virtue, confined only to the rishi and the cave-dweller.

My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.

Born on a mountain, raised in a cave. Arresting fugitives is all I crave.

I want to inspire and educate people and just be an Aladdin's cave for the magpie crafters that are already out there.

A photo is like a map, a way of giving me a foot into a kind of reality I want... I'm not trying to make paintings look like photos. I want to make paintings using photos as a reference, the way painters did when photography was first invented.

I retreat to my cave in a very male fashion.

Any man who had to carry a child would cave in around month two.

I wanted a library like this...[] A cave of words that I'd made myself.

Houses mean a creation, something new, a shelter freed from the idea of a cave.