An Artist Cannot Speak About His Art

Statues To Great Men Are Made Of The Stones Thrown At Them In Their Lifetime.

The Artist Is A Kind Of Prison From Which The Works Of Art Escape.

The Art Of Genius Is Knowing How Far Out Is Too Far.

What Uniform Can I Wear To Hide My Heavy Heart? It Is Too Heavy. It Will Always Show. Jacques Felt Himself Growing Gloomy Again. He Was Well Aware That To Live On Earth A Man Must Follow Its Fashions, And Hearts Were No Longer Worn.

Youth Is Certain What It Rejects Before It Knows What It Will Accept.