The Worst State Of Affairs Is When

Be Winged Arrows Aiming At Fulfillment And Goal.

It Is A Great Difficulty And A Great Necessity To Have To Start With The Smallest.

Color Possesses Me. I Don't Have To Pursue It. It Will Possess Me Always, I Know It. That Is The Meaning Of This Happy Hour: Color And I Are One. I Am A Painter.

Everything Vanishes Round Me And Good Works Rise From Me Of Their Own Accord.

The Worst State Of Affairs Is When Science Begins To Concern Itself With Art.