The Eyes Are Hammers.

Today Is The Great Day Of One Of The Revelations Of This World. The Interrelationships Of These Individual Realms Were Illumined As By A Flash Of Lightning; They Burst Unexpected, Frightening, And Joyous Out Of The Darkness. Never Were They So Strongly Tied Together And Never So Sharply Divided.

I Really Believe That I Am The First And Only Artist To Throw Not Just The 'subject' Out Of My Paintings, But Every 'object' As Well.

The Joy Of Life Consists In The Inevitable, Continual Triumph Of New Values.

The Deeper The Blue Becomes, The More Strongly It Calls Man Towards The Infinite, Awakening In Him A Desire For The Pure And, Finally, For The Supernatural The Brighter It Becomes, The More It Loses Its Sound, Until It Turns Into Silent Stillness And Becomes White.

The Life Of The Spirit May Be Fairly Represented In Diagram As A Large Acute-angled Triangle Divided Horizontally Into Unequal Parts With The Narrowest Segment Uppermost. The Lower The Segment The Greater It Is In Breadth, Depth, And Area.