Black Is The Queen Of Colours.

To Any Artist, Worthy Of The Name, All In Nature Is Beautiful, Because His Eyes, Fearlessly Accepting All Exterior Truth, Read There, As In An Open Book, All The Inner Truth.

Nothing Is A Waste Of Time If You Use The Experience Wisely.

Where Did I Learn To Understand Sculpture? In The Woods By Looking At The Trees, Along Roads By Observing The Formation Of Clouds, In The Studio By Studying The Model, Everywhere Except In The Schools.

The Artist Is The Confidant Of Nature, Flowers Carry On Dialogues With Him Through The Graceful Bending Of Their Stems And The Harmoniously Tinted Nuances Of Their Blossoms, Every Flower Has A Cordial Word Which Nature Directs Towards Him.

Even With All The Documents, You Can Never Forge Nature