I'd Like To Live As A Poor

I Must Keep On Trying, Just To Keep The Experiment Going Until I Get Tired Of It All. Even If The Last Result Is Not Necessarily The Best, I Stop When My Interest In The Problem Wanes.

The Academic Teaching On Beauty Is False. We Have Been Misled, But So Completely Misled That We Can No Longer Find So Much As A Shadow Of A Truth Again. The Beauties Of The Parthenon, The Venuses, The Nymphs, The Narcisusses, Are So May Lies. Art Is Not The Application Of A Canon Of Beauty, But What The Instinct And The Brain Can Conceive Independently Of That Canon.

Today We Haven't The Heart To Expel The Painters And Poets From Society Because We Refuse To Admit To Ourselves That There Is Any Danger In Keeping Them In Our Midst.

It Would Be Very Curious To Record By Means Of Photographs, Not The Stage Of The Picture, But Its Metamorphoses. Perhaps One Would Perceive The Path Taken By The Mind In Order To Put Its Dreams Into A Concrete Form. But What Is Really Very Curious Is To Observe That Fundamentally The Picture Does Not Change, That Despite Appearances The Initial Vision Remains Almost Intact.

We Don't Grow Older, We Grow Riper.