The Universe Was Born Restless And Has

It Is Often Said That My Heart Is Too Open For My Own Good.

Hatred As Well As Love, Renders Its Votaries Credulous.

We Are The Two Great Painters Of This Era; You Are In The Egyptian Style, I In Themodern Style. (to Pablo Picasso)

Nothing Makes Me So Happy As To Observe Nature And To Paint What I See.

It Is Not I That Am Drawing, It Is This Thing At The End Of My Hand.