And Painted Portraits Have A Life Of

The Mediterranean Has The Color Of Mackerel, Changeable I Mean. You Don't Always Know If It Is Green Or Violet, You Can't Even Say It's Blue, Because The Next Moment The Changing Reflection Has Taken On A Tint Of Rose Or Gray.

The Only Thing To Do Is To Go One's Own Way, To Try One's Best, To Make The Thing Live.

Drawing Is The Root Of Everything.

Do You Know What Makes The Prison Disappear? Every Deep, Genuine Affection. Being Friends, Being Brothers, Loving, That Is What Opens The Prison, With Supreme Power, By Some Magic Force. Without These One Stays Dead. But Whenever Affection Is Revived, There Life Revives.

Great Things Do Not Just Happen By Impulse, But As A Succession Of Small Things Linked Together.