Art Is Contemplation. It Is The Pleasure

There Are Unknown Forces In Nature; When We Give Ourselves Wholly To Her, Without Reserve, She Lends Them To Us; She Shows Us These Forms, Which Our Watching Eyes Do Not See, Which Our Intelligence Does Not Understand Or Suspect.

Where Shall We Begin? There Is No Beginning. Start Where You Arrive. Stop Before What Entices You. And Work! You Will Enter Little By Little Into The Entirety. Method Will Be Born In Proportion To Your Interest.

Mystery Is Like A Kind Of Atmosphere Which Bathes The Greatest Works Of The Masters.

Inside You There's An Artist You Don't Know About. He's Not Interested In How Things Look Different In Moonlight.

I Know Very Well That One Must Fight, For One Is Often In Contradiction To The Spirit Of The Age.