"The sublime is the proud energetic fear with which the rational being faces the contingent dreadfulness of the world. The beautiful is the experience of a formal completeness in a purposeless conceptless object. The sublime is a special exercise of reason, a kind of moral adventure. The beautiful is a free play of the imagination in a frolic with the understanding, working sensuously upon an empty notion of an object' offered by the latter. The concepts are dissimilar; the sublime is moral, the beautiful is aesthetic. We cannot separate tragic experience from our general sense of humanity. Kant elevates the noble sublime above the playful beautiful. Tragedy then would be a (unique) moralising or redeeming of the beautiful. Only within a high morality can the spectacle of terrible human suffering become a thing of beauty."

A paradox of all art:
"if you are not deeply personally engaged the work will be trivial, if you are it may be half blind."

"A prime difficulty in human life: we must have stories (art forms), but stories (art forms) are almost always a bit or very false. As a Dostoevsky character remarks, we have to mix a little falsehood into truth to make it plausible. The true story may not even look like a story because it will inhibit the automatic movement of egoism, with its imposition of a pleasing innocuous form. We want to control the tale ourselves and give it our ending (which need not of course be in the ordinary sense a happy one). We want to make a move to a conclusion, our conclusion. Part of this process, to return to Freud, may involve those secret personal fantasies whose details might seem repulsive or childish. The essential ars poetica lies in the technique of overcoming the feeling of repulsion in us which is undoubtedly connected with the barriers that arise between our single ego and the others."

What is the end?

Is this real?

That's me

"So if there wasn't an emotional attachment that brought them together, there must have been some other circumstances that did. No, maybe it wasn't as dramatic as the term circumstances made it sound. Life might just be an absurd, even crude, chain of events and nothing more."

• Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

Thank you for the contribution, I need to start adding sources to mine

 Wassily Kandinsky: Yellow-Red-Blue

 Marianne North: Distant View of Mount Fujiyama, Japan, and Wistaria

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There is me, and then there is me.
We are the same, yet, worlds apart.

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