Not What Man Knows But What Man

Who Will Free Me From Hurry, Flurry, The Feeling Of A Crowd Pushing Behind Me, Of Being Hustled And Crushed? How Can I Regain Even For A Minute The Feeling Of Ample Leisure I Had During My Early, My Creative Years? Then I Seldom Felt Fussed, Or Hurried. There Was Time For Work, For Play, For Love, The Confidence That If A Task Was Not Done At The Appointed Time, I Easily Could Fit It Into Another Hour. I Used To Take Leisure For Granted, As I Did Time Itself.

Taste Begins When Appetite Is Satisfied.

In Figure Painting, The Type Of All Painting, I Have Endeavoured To Set Forth That The Principal If Not Sole Source Of Life Enchantments Are Tactile Values, Movement And Space Composition.

I Never Felt That There Was Anything Enviable In Youth. I Cannot Recall That Any Of Us, As Youths, Admired Our Condition To Excess Or Had A Desire To Prolong It.

The Renaissance Had Resulted In The Emancipation Of The Individual, In Making Him Feel That The Universe Had No Other Purpose Than His Happiness. This Brought An Entirely New Answer To The Question, 'why Should I Do This Or That?' It Used To Be, 'because Self-instituted Authority Command You.' The Answer Now Was, 'because It Is Good For Men.' In This Lies Our Greatest Debt To The Renaissance, That It Instituted The Welfare Of Men As The End Of All Action.