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There Are Two Sorts Of Beauty; One Is The Result Of Instinct, The Other Of Study. A Combination Of The Two, With The Resulting Modifications, Brings With It A Very Complicated Richness, Which The Art Critic Ought To Try To Discover.

Many People Say That I Don't Know How To Draw Because I Don't Draw Particular Forms. When Will They Understand That Execution, Drawing And Color (in Other Words, Style) Must Be In Harmony With The Poem?

One's State Of Mind Is Three-quarters Of What Counts, So It Has To Be Carefully Nurtured If You Want To Do Something Great And Lasting.

Today One Can Dare Anything, And, Furthermore, Nobody Is Surprised.

I Have Tried To Establish The Right To Dare Everything.