One Must Spoil As Many Canvases As

The Sadness Will Last Forever.

Everywhere We Look, Complex Magic Of Nature Blazes Before Our Eyes.

I Would Like To Leave This World And Never Return. I Severed My Ear, But How I Wish That I Had Severed My Heart. I Shall Never Amount To Anything.

I Myself Believe That There Is In Every Painter's Life A Period Of Making Absurdities. In My Case I Think That Period Is Already Long Past.

What Color Is In A Picture, Enthusiasm Is In Life.