It is the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise, and so splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the earth the crystal-like ether, in the other the liquid gold.

— Thomas Cole

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It was not that the jagged precipices were lofty, that the encircling woods were the dimmest shade, or that the waters were profoundly deep; but that over all, rocks, wood, and water, brooded the spirit of repose, and the silent energy of nature stirred the soul to its inmost depths.


If I live to be old enough, I may sit down under some bush, the last left in the utilitarian world, and feel thankful that intellect in its march has spared one vestige of the ancient forest for me to die by.


How lovely are the portals of the night, when stars come out to watch the daylight die.


None know how often the hand of God is seen in a wilderness but them that rove it for a man's life.


Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature;

they being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there were yet a chaos. Nat, are unconscious of the harmony of creation.


Nothing is invented and brought to perfection all at once.


How I have walked... day after day, and all alone, to see if there was not something among the old things which was new!


The ills of discrimination are still with us.

We have to continue the tenacity and vigilance of the 1960s. Racial understanding is not something we find; it's something we create.


To walk with nature as a poet is the necessary condition of a perfect artist.


Overall, rocks, wood and water, brooded the spirit of repose, and the silent energy of nature stirred the soul to its innermost depths.


We are still in Eden; the wall that shuts us out is our own ignorance and folly.


Amid those scenes of solitude... the mind is cast into the contemplation of eternal things.


About Thomas Cole

Quotes 15 sayings
Nationality American
Profession Artist
Birthday October 16

If the imagination is shackled, and nothing is described but what we see, seldom will anything truly great be produced either in Painting or Poetry


I never succeed in painting scenes, however beautiful, immediately upon returning from them. I must wait for a time to draw a veil over the common details.