All Quotes By Tag: Criticism

“BEWARE OF THOSEBeware of those who are bitter,For they will never allow youTo enjoy your fruit.Beware of those who criticize youWhen you deserve some praise for an achievement,For they secretly desire to be worshiped.Beware of those who are needy or stingy,For they would rather sting youThan give you anything.Beware of those who are always hungry.They will feed you to the wolvesJust to get paid.Beware of those who speak negativelyAbout everything and everybody.A negative person will never sayA positive thing about you.Beware of those who are boredAnd not passionate about life.They will bore you with reasons for not living.Beware of those who are too focused withPolishing and beautifying their outer shells.They lack true substance to understandThat genuine beauty is in the heartthat resides inside.Beware of those who step in the path of your dreams.They only dream to have the abilityTo take half your steps.Beware of those who steer you awayFrom your heart’s true happiness.It would make them happy to see youSteer yourself next to them,Sitting with both your hearts bitter.Those who are critical don’t like being criticized,And those who are insensitive have a deficiency in their senses.And finally,Beware of those who tell you to BEWARE.They are too aware of everything –And live alone, scared.”

“The best judge is the one who knows what is best, and has stand in the same shoes while trying to succeed in the same goal.”

“Who do you spend time with? Criticizers or encouragers? Surround yourself with those who believe in you. Your life is too important for anything less.”

“এমন সব গ্যাস আর কুয়াশা ছিল যার এক বিন্দুই মৃত্যুর কারণ হতে পারে। কোনো কোনো ধর্মীয় সন্ত্রাসীদল বিজ্ঞানে অগ্রসর হয়ে এসব আবিষ্কার বা পুনরাবিষ্কার করে। তাদের বেশিরভাগই বিশ্বাস করত পৃথিবীর শেষ সময় চলে এসেছে (এবং তাদের অনুসারীরাই শুধু মুক্তি পাবে)। হয়ত ঈশ্বর সময়ের কথা ভুলে গিয়েছিলেন, তাই তারা সিদ্ধান্ত নেয় তাকে মনে করিয়ে দিতে হবে।”

“All I’m arguing for really is that we should have a conversation where the best ideas really thrive, where there’s no taboo against criticizing bad ideas, and where everyone who shows up, in order to get their ideas entertained, has to meet some obvious burdens of intellectual rigor and self-criticism and honesty—and when people fail to do that, we are free to stop listening to them. What religion has had up until this moment is a different set of rules that apply only to it, which is you have to respect my religious certainty even though I’m telling you I arrived at it irrationally.”

“These days when Christians bicker they exaggerate passion into a legalistic belief and prosperity into a lukewarm belief.”

“[A] writer’s most powerful weapon, his true strength, was his intuition, and regardless of whether he had any talent, if the critics combined to discredit an author’s nose for things, he would be reduced to a fearful creature who took a mistakenly guarded, absurdly cautious approach to his work, which would end up stifling his latent genius.”

“There’s one kind of writing that’s always easy: Picking out something obviously stupid and reiterating how stupid it obviously is. This is the lowest form of criticism, easily accomplished by anyone. And for most of my life, I have tried to avoid this. In fact, I’ve spend an inordinate amount of time searching for the underrated value in ostensibly stupid things. I understand Turtle’s motivation and I would have watched Medelin in the theater. I read Mary Worth every day for a decade. I’ve seen Korn in concert three times and liked them once. I went to The Day After Tomorrow on opening night. I own a very expensive robot that doesn’t do anything. I am open to the possibility that everyting has metaphorical merit, and I see no point in sardonically attacking the most predictable failures within any culture.”

“A critic is a legless man who teaches other people to run”

“If Makar Denisych was just a clerk or a junior manager, then no one would have dared talk to him in such a condescending, casual tone, but he is a ‘writer’, and a talentless mediocrity! People like Mr Bubentsov do not understand anything about art and are not very interested in it, but whenever they happen to come across talentless mediocrities they are pitiless and implacable, They are ready to forgive anyone, but not Makar, that eccentric loser with manuscripts lying in his trunk. The gardener damaged the old rubber plant, and ruined lots of expensive plants, and the general does nothing and goes on spending money like water; Mr Bubentsov only got down to work once a month when he was a magistrate, then stammered, muddled up the laws, and spoke a lot of rubbish, but all this is forgiven and not noticed; but there is no way that anyone can pass by the talentless Makar, who writes passable poetry and stories, without saying something offensive. No one cares that the general’s sister-in-law slaps the maids’ cheeks, and swears like a trooper when she is playing cards, that the priest’s wife never pays up when she loses, and the landowner Flyugin stole a a dog from the landower Sivobrazov, but the fact that Our Province returned a bad story to Makar recently is know to the whole district and has provoked mockery, long conversations and indignation, while Makar Denisych is already being referred to as old Makarka. If someone does not write the way required, they never try to explain what is wrong, but just say: ‘That bastard has gone and written another load of rubbish!”

“Your function as a critic is to show that it is really you yourself who should have written the book, if you had had the time, and since you hadn’t you are glad that someone else had, although obviously it might have been done better.”

“Yes, I hate orthodox criticism. I don’t mean great criticism, like that of Matthew Arnold and others, but the usual small niggling, fussy-mussy criticism, which thinks it can improve people by telling them where they are wrong, and results only in putting them in straitjackets of hesitancy and self-consciousness, and weazening all vision and bravery….I hate it because of all the potentially shining, gentle, gifted people of all ages, that it snuffs out every year. It is a murderer of talent. And because the most modest and sensitive people are the most talented, having the most imagination and sympathy, these are the very first ones to get killed off. It is the brutal egotists that survive.”

“Ivanov had been a party member since 1902. Back then he had tried to write stories in the manner of Tolstoy, Chekhov, Gorky, or rather he had tried to plagiarize them without much success, which led him, after long reflection (a whole summer night), to the astute decision that he should write in the manner of Odoevsky and Lazhechnikov. Fifty percent Odoevsky and fifty percent Lazhecknikov. This went over well, in part because readers, their memories mostly faulty, had forgotten poor Odoevsky (1803-1869) and poor Lazhechnikov (1792-1869), who died the same year, and in part because literary criticism, as keen as ever, neither extrapolated nor made the connection nor noticed a thing.”

“take criticism, smash it into dust, add color & use it to paint breathtaking images of unicorns frolicking thru endless fields of greatness”

“Cowards say it can’t be done, critics say it shouldn’t have been done, creator say well done.”