Laxmi Prasad Devkota Quotes

I see the blind man as the people's guide, the ascetic in his cave a deserter; those who act in the theater of lies I see as dark buffoons. Those who fail I find successful, and progress only backsliding. am I squint-eyed, Or just crazy? Friend, I'm crazy. Look at the withered tongues of shameless leaders, The dance of the whores At breaking the backbone on the people's rights. When the sparrow-headed newsprint spreads its black lies In a web of falsehood

You're clever, quick with words, your exact equations are right forever and ever. But in my arithmetic, take one from one- and there's still one left. You get along with five senses, I with a sixth. You have a brain, friend, I have a heart. A rose is just a rose to you- to me it's Helen and Padmini. You are forceful prose I liquid verse. When you freeze I melt, When you're clear I get muddled and then it works the other way around. Your world is solid, mine vapor, yours coarse, mine subtle. You think a stone reality; harsh cruelty is real for you. I try to catch a dream, the way you grasp the rounded truth of cold, sweet coin.

I want to bow my head as if the all pervading God is scolding me. I know that i am a sinner.

To doubt is better, because it helps understand, aids searching. Question is everything, answer is maturity.

I see sounds, I hear sights, I taste smells, I touch not heaven but things from the underworld, things people do not believe exist, whose shapes the world does not suspect.

The soul is desiring one thing, education is providing something else.

Civilization has not yet started. We haven't learned to respect life. After our brotherhood feeling becomes rigid then only will real progress start.

What will we do with gold?" "It is better to eat nettles and satisfy our souls,"

The uprising of Art happens from the talents of the eternal conscience of man. The beasts don't have Art, neither do plants! But man, full of spiritual nature who can remember and know the information of World Artist, has been endowed with a energy to imitate a little of divine working.

When the creative imagination sees new dreams rising above from imitation and maneuvers its works in its own manner, there Art springs.

A man's greatness is determined by his heart not by the caste and the lineage he brings.

There is fun in being small; we can see other's importance dancing around. There is pleasure in the peacefulness of ego; we can see other's charade.

The works done by mathematical formulas, even though are the works of brain, do not deserve to be called Art. Painting is Art, Photography is not.

Art is the beautiful illustration of Truth from the creative imagination. The truth is in our life and unless it comes from the formlessness to the form we do not realize it.

The chief element of creation is love and the chief action of love is Art.