I'll Buy A Bottle For Anyone Who

The Moods Of Sadness That Come Over Anyone Who Takes Up Art... These Dismal Moods Have Very Little Compensation.

We Were Created To Look At One Another, Weren't We?

A Man Is An Artist Only At Certain Moments, By An Effort Of Will. Objects Have The Same Appearance For Everybody.

There Is Too Much Talk And Gossip; Pictures Are Apparently Made, Like Stock-market Prices, By Competition Of People Eager For Profits... All This Traffic Sharpens Our Intelligence And Falsifies Our Judgment.

An Artist Must Approach His Work In The Spirit Of The Criminal About To Commit A Crime.