“Fiction is art and art is the triumph over chaos… to celebrate a world that lies spread out around us like a bewildering and stupendous dream.”

“Art is something that we know it lie to us. Someone who like art; they lie to themselves.”

“Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos. ”

“Art is the endeavour to sense the invisible rhythms that surround us, to discover their law, to turn chaos to order.”

“[...] a familiar art historical narrative [...] celebrates the triumph of the expressive individual over the collective, of innovation over tradition, and autonomy over interdependence. [...] In fact, a common trope within the modernist tradition of the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries involved the attempt to reconstruct or recover the lost ideal of an art that is integrated with, rather than alienated from, the social. By and large, however, the dominant model of avant-garde art during the modern period assumes that shared or collective values and systems of meaning are necessarily repressive and incapable of generating new insight or grounding creative praxis.”

“Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.”