The Cat Is A Dilettante In Fur.

Fortune Loves To Give Bedroom Slippers To People With Wooden Legs, And Gloves To Those With No Hands.

Art Is Beauty, The Perpetual Invention Of Detail, The Choice Of Words, The Exquisite Care Of Execution.

Modesty Was Made For The Ugly.

To Extract Beauty From One's Own Milieu Is One Of The Most Difficult Tasks Of Art.

I Am One Of Those For Whom Superfluity Is A Necessity.