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Art Should Be Something Like A Good Armchair In Which To Rest From Physical Fatigue.

An Artist Who Wants To Transpose A Composition Onto A Larger Canvas Must Conceive It Over Again In Order To Preserve Its Expression; He Must Alter Its Character And Not Just Fill In The Squares Into Which He Has Divided His Canvas.

I Am Unable To Distinguish Between The Feeling I Have For Life And My Way Of Expressing It.

A Young Painter Who Cannot Liberate Himself From The Influence Of Past Generations Is Digging His Own Grave.

For My Part I Have Never Avoided The Influence Of Others. I Would Have Considered It Cowardice And A Lack Of Sincerity Toward Myself.