Drawing Is Not What You See But

Boredom Soon Overcomes Me When I Am Contemplating Nature.

Women Can Never Forgive Me; They Hate Me, They Feel That I Am Disarming Them. I Show Them Without Their Coquetry.

The Air We See In The Paintings Of The Old Masters Is Never The Air We Breathe.

The Museums Are Here To Teach The History Of Art And Something More As Well, For, If They Stimulate In The Weak A Desire To Imitate, They Furnish The Strong With The Means Of Their Emancipation.

C'est Vrai. Voilá Quelqu'un Qui Sent Comme Moi. (it Is True. There Is Someone Who Feels As I Do).