The Frame Is The Reward Of The

A Picture Is An Artificial Work, Outside Nature. It Calls For As Much Cunning As The Commission Of A Crime.

One Must Do The Same Subject Over Again Ten Times, A Hundred Times. In Art Nothing Must Resemble An Accident, Not Even Movement.

It Is People's Movement That Consoles Us. If The Leaves Of A Tree Did Not Move, How Sad Would Be The Tree - And So Should We.

C'est Vrai. Voilá Quelqu'un Qui Sent Comme Moi. (it Is True. There Is Someone Who Feels As I Do).

I Felt So Insufficiently Equipped, So Unprepared, So Weak, And At The Same Time It Seemed To Me That My Reflections On Art Were Correct. I Quarreled With All The World And With Myself.