The Fewer Limitations The Artist Imposes On

And Keep As Few Things As Possible, So That You Don't Have To Fear For Them. Give Them Up Without A Struggle-because Otherwise The Humiliation Will Poison Your Heart. They Will Take Them Away From You In A Fight, And Trying To Hold Onto Your Property Will Only Leave You With A Bloodied Mouth ... But By Owning Things And Trembling About Their Fate Aren't You Forfeiting The Rare Opportunity Of Observing And Understanding?

I Will Tell You Something Else: It Is A Major Responsibility Not Only Of Portraiture But Of All Human Communication For Each Of Us To Help Everyone Else Discover The Best That Is In Him.

If You Ever Get Twenty-five Years For Nothing, If You Find Yourself Wearing Four Number Patches On Your Clothes, Holding Your Hands Permanently Behind Your Back, Submitting To Searches Morning And Evening, Working Until You Are Utterly Exhausted, Dragged Into The Cooler Whenever Someone Denounces You, Trodden Deeper And Deeper Into The Ground-from The Hole You're In, The Fine Words Of The Great Humanists Will Sound Like The Chatter Of The Well-fed And Free.

The Timid Civilized World Has Found Nothing With Which To Oppose The Onslaught Of A Sudden Revival Of Barefaced Barbarity, Other Than Concessions And Smiles.

There Can Be No Acceptable Future Without An Honest Analysis Of The Past.