Pride cannot see itself by mid-day light:
The peacock’s tail is furthest from his sight!
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What strikes me is the fact that in our society, art has become something which is related only to objects and not to individuals, or to life. That art is something which is specialized or which is done by experts who are artists. But couldn’t everyone’s life become a work of art? Why could the lamp or the house be an art object, but not our life?
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Michel Foucault