The Notes I Have Made Are Not

When I Paint A Person, His Enemies Always Find The Portrait A Good Likeness.

My Fear Of Life Is Necessary To Me, As Is My Illness. Without Anxiety And Illness, I Am A Ship Without A Rudder. My Art Is Grounded In Reflections Over Being Different From Others. My Sufferings Are Part Of My Self And My Art. They Are Indistinguishable From Me, And Their Destruction Would Destroy My Art. I Want To Keep Those Sufferings

A Person Himself Believes That All The Other Portraits Are Good Likenesses Except The One Of Himself.

There Is A Battle That Goes On Between Men And Women. Many People Call It Love.

I Find It Difficult To Imagine An Afterlife, Such As Christians, Or At Any Rate Many Religious People, Conceive It, Believing That The Conversations With Relatives And Friends Interrupted Here On Earth Will Be Continued In The Hereafter.