It Is Not Your Paintings I Like,

Old Women Even Forget How To Love Their Sons. The Heart Gets Worn Out, Monsieur.

Marxism Is Not Scientific: At The Best, It Has Scientific Prejudices.

To Lose The Touch Of Flowers And Women's Hands Is The Supreme Separation.

It's Not Your Pictures I Like; It's Your Painting.

Even When One Sits In The Prisoner's Dock, It Is Interesting To Hear Talk About Oneself.