The Delicate Droop Of The Petals Standing

The Artist Must Create A Spark Before He Can Make A Fire And Before Art Is Born, The Artist Must Be Ready To Be Consumed By The Fire Of His Own Creation.

The Delicate Droop Of The Petals Standing Out In Relief, Is Like The Eyelid Of A Child.

How Painful It Is To Find That My Figure Can Be Of No Help To My Future... How Painful To See It Rejected On Account Of A Slanderous Suspicion!

There Is No Need To Create. Genius Comes Only To Those Who Know How To Use Their Eyes And Their Intelligence.

In Short, Beauty Is Everywhere. It Is Not That She Is Lacking To Our Eye, But Our Eyes Which Fail To Perceive Her. Beauty Is Character And Expression. Well, There Is Nothing In Nature Which Has More Character Than The Human Body. In Its Strength And Its Grace It Evokes The Most Varied Images. One Moment It Resembles A Flower: The Bending Torso Is The Stalk; The Breasts, The Head, And The Splendor Of The Hair Answer To The Blossoming Of The Corolla. The Next Moment It Recalls The Pliant Creeper, Or The Proud And Upright Sapling.