Tonight, tonight, won't be just any night. Tonight there will be no morning star.
Stephen SondheimRead
White. A blank page or canvas. So many possibilities.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the limitless potential inherent in starting with a blank canvas or page.
Stephen Sondheim's quote emphasizes the opportunities that arise from a fresh start, symbolized by a blank page or canvas. This blank space invites creativity, imagination, and the chance to explore countless directions, highlighting how the absence of constraints can lead to profound artistic expression and innovation.
In practice
During an art class, to inspire students before they begin their projects.
Tonight, tonight, won't be just any night. Tonight there will be no morning star.
After the Rodgers and Hammerstein revolution, songs became part of the story, as opposed to just entertainments in between comedy scenes.
Musical comedies aren't written, they are rewritten.
Let Pirelli's / Miracle Elixir / Activate your roots, sir... Keep it off your boots, sir- / Eats right through. Yes, get Pirelli's! / Use a bottle of it! / Ladies seem to love it... Flies do, too!
Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos.
Careful the spell you cast, not just on children. Sometimes the spell may last Past what you can see And turn against you... Careful the tale you tell. That is the spell.
Reading the very best writers—let us say Homer, Dante, Shakespeare, Tolstoy—is not going to make us better citizens. Art is perfectly useless, according to the sublime Oscar Wilde, who was right about everything. He also told us that all bad poetry is sincere. Had I the power to do so, I would command that these words be engraved above every gate at every university, so that each student might ponder the splendor of the insight.
Behind the aesthetic form lies the repressed harmony of sensuousness and reason
All fiction is a process of imagining: whatever you write, in whatever genre or medium, your task is to make things up convincingly and interestingly and new.
Poetry allies itself with beauty - a supreme union - but never uses it as its ultimate goal or sole nourishment.
It's the duty of art to ask questions, not to provide answers. And if you want a clearer answer, I'll have to pass.
I collect my tools: sight, smell, touch, taste, hearing, intellect. Night has fallen.
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