Black Is The Queen Of Colours.

The Artist Is The Confidant Of Nature, Flowers Carry On Dialogues With Him Through The Graceful Bending Of Their Stems And The Harmoniously Tinted Nuances Of Their Blossoms, Every Flower Has A Cordial Word Which Nature Directs Towards Him.

One Must Work, Nothing But Work, And One Must Have Patience.

I Invent Nothing, I Rediscover.

People Say I Think Too Much About Women, Yet, After All What Is There More Important To Think About?

Man Enjoys Living On The Edge Of His Dreams And Neglects The Real Things Of The World Which Are So Beautiful. The Ignorant And Indifferent Destroy Beautiful Things Merely By Looking At The Marble. Things That Remake The Soul Of Him Who Understands Them.