Do Not Allow The Accents In The

Listen To No One's Advice Except That Of The Wind In The Trees. That Can Recount The Whole History Of Mankind.

The Colour Of My Soul Is Iron-grey And Sad Bats Wheel About The Steeple Of My Dreams.

Art Is The Most Beautiful Deception Of All! And Although People Try To Incorporate The Everyday Events Of Life In It, We Must Hope That It Will Remain A Deception Lest It Become A Utilitarian Thing, Sad As A Factory.

I Have A Horror Of Sentimentality, And I Cannot Forget That Its Name Is Saint-saëns.

What I Am Trying To Do Is Something Different - An Effect Of Reality, But What Some Fools Call Impressionism, A Term That Is Usually Misapplied, Especially By The Critics Who Don't Hesitate To Apply It To Turner, The Greatest Creator Of Mysterious Effects In The Whole World Of Art.