Art Is Not A Pastime But A

If A Hermit Lives In A State Of Ecstasy, His Lack Of Comfort Becomes The Height Of Comfort. He Must Relinquish It.

Good Music Resembles Something. It Resembles The Composer.

There Are Poets And There Are Grownups.

An Artist Cannot Speak About His Art Any More Than A Plant Can Discuss Horticulture.

The Louvre Is A Morgue; You Go There To Identify Your Friends.