Go Into Yourself And See How Deep

The Knowledge Of Impermanence That Haunts Our Days Is Their Very Fragrance.

You Darkness, That I Come From, I Love You More Than All The Fires That Fence In The World.

Painting Is Something That Takes Place Among The Colors, And One Has To Leave Them Alone Completely, So That They Can Settle The Matter Among Themselves. Their Intercourse: This Is The Whole Of Painting. Whoever Meddles, Arranges, Injects His Human Deliberation, His Wit, His Advocacy, His Intellectual Agility In Any Way, Is Already Disturbing And Clouding Their Activity.

Of All My Books, I Find Only A Few Indispensible.

Wishes Are Recollections Coming From The Future.