Art Is Either Revolution Or Plagiarism

Slyly, Banteringly, But Also Overbearingly, The Critic - The One Who Does Not Swallow Anything Whole, Who Waits Until Posterity Has Consecrated It Before... Howling - Is Among Those Who Howl Their Admiration The Way They Howl Their Insults: Don't Be Afraid, Don't Tremble - The Beast Doesn't Have Any Nails Or Teeth, Or Even Brain: It Is Stuffed.

Stay Firmly In Your Path And Dare; Be Wild Two Hours A Day!

Color Which, Like Music, Is A Matter Of Vibrations, Reaches What Is Most General And Therefore Most Indefinable In Nature: Its Inner Power.

Literary Poetry In A Painter Is Something Special, And Is Neither Illustration Nor The Translation Of Writing By Form.

A Time Will Come When People Will Think I Am A Myth, Or Rather Something The Newspapers Have Made Up.