If I Weren't A Jew Then I

Despite All The Troubles Of Our World, In My Heart I Have Never Given Up On The Love In Which I Was Brought Up Or On Man's Hope In Love. In Life, Just As On The Artist's Palette, There Is But One Single Colour That Gives Meaning To Life And Art–the Colour Of Love

All Our Interior World Is Reality, And That, Perhaps, More So Than Our Apparent World.

I Adore The Theater And I Am A Painter. I Think The Two Are Made For A Marriage Of Love. I Will Give All My Soul To Prove This Once More.

The Fingers Must Be Educated, The Thumb Is Born Knowing.

You Cannot Explain Me With "isms." They Are Very Bad For An Artist. What One Must Believe In Is Color.