Beauty, Like Truth, Is Relative To The

France Is The Only Nation In Which Astoundingly Small Numbers Of Civilized Patrons Reside.

Without Trying To Clear Up The Degree Of Correctness Of A Qualification Which No One, One Must Hope, Will Be Asked To Understand Exactly, I Will Limit Myself To A Few Words Of Explanation To Cut Short Any Misunderstandings.

Beauty Lies In Nature And Reveals, Once The Artist Has Perceived It, Its Own Expressive Power.

Art Is A Wholly Physical Language Whose Words Are All The Visible Objects.

I Have Studied The Art Of The Masters And The Art Of The Moderns, Avoiding Any Preconceived System And Without Prejudice. I Have No More Wanted To Imitate The Former Than To Copy The Latter; Nor Have I Thought Of Achieving The Idle Aim Of Art For Art's Sake.