High Art Alone Is Eternal And The

[a Cat] Will Lie The Whole Evening On Your Knee, Purring And Happy In Your Society.

[a Cat] Will Make Itself The Companion Of Your Hours Of Work, Of Loneliness, Or Of Sadness.

What I Write Is Not For Little Girls.

High Art Alone Is Eternal And The Bust Outlives The City.

The Arts Teach And Moralise By Their Beauty Alone, Not By Translating A Philosophical Or Social Formula. For The Truly Artistic Person, Painting Has Itself As It's Purpose, Which Is Quite Enough.