To Love Is To Admire With The

Any Man Who Does Not Have His Inner World To Translate Is Not An Artist.

Sooner Barbarity Than Boredom.

Eyes So Transparent That Through Them The Soul Is Seen.

You Do Not Become A Critic Until It Has Been Completely Established To Your Own Satisfaction That You Cannot Be A Poet.

The Arts Teach And Moralise By Their Beauty Alone, Not By Translating A Philosophical Or Social Formula. For The Truly Artistic Person, Painting Has Itself As It's Purpose, Which Is Quite Enough.