If Painters Left Nothing Of Themselves After

Do Not Be Troubled For A Language, Cultivate Your Soul And She Will Show Herself.

Experience Alone Can Give, Even To The Greatest Talent, That Confidence In Having Done All That Could Be Done.

The True Wisdom Of The Philosopher Ought To Insist In Enjoying Everything. Yet We Apply Ourselves To Dissecting And Destroying Everything That Is Good In Itself, That Has Virtue, Albeit The Virtue There Is In Mere Illusions. Nature Gives Us This Life Like A Toy To A Weak Child. We Want To See How It All Works; We Break Everything. There Remains In Our Hands, And Before Our Eyes, Stupid And Opened Too Late, The Sterile Wreckage, Fragments That Will Not Again Make A Whole. The Good Is So Simple.

Finishing A Painting Demands A Heart Of Steel: Everything Requires A Decision, And I Find Difficulties Where I Least Expect Them... It Is At Such Moments That One Fully Realizes One's Own Weaknesses.

The Artist Is Always Concerned With A Total View Of The World. However, When The Photographer Takes A Picture ... The Edge Of His Picture Is Just As Interesting As The Middle, One Can Only Guess At The Existence Of A Whole, And The View Presented Seems Chosen By Chance.