I Am So Rich That I Must

I Don't Know Whether There Is Anyone Else At All Who Remembers My Noble Father With Such Sadness

At Present, I Am Mainly Observing The Physical Motion Of Mountains, Water, Trees And Flowers. One Is Everywhere Reminded Of Similar Movements In The Human Body, Of Similar Impulses Of Joy And Suffering In Plants.

To Restrict The Artist Is A Crime. It Is To Murder Germinating Life

Bodies Have Their Own Light Which They Consume To Live: They Burn, They Are Not Lit From The Outside.

Everything Is Dead While It Lives.