True Artists Are Almost The Only Men

The Artist Enriches The Soul Of Humanity. The Artist Delights People With A Thousand Different Shades Of Feeling.

In Front Of The Model I Work With The Same Will To Reproduce Truth As If I Were Making A Portrait. I Do Not Correct Nature, I Incorporate Myself Into It; It Directs Me. I Can Only Work With A Model. The Sight Of Human Forms Nourishes And Comforts Me.

I Choose A Block Of Marble And Chop Off Whatever I Don't Need.

If The Artist Only Reproduces Superficial Features As Photography Does, If He Copies The Lineaments Of A Face Exactly, Without Reference To Character, He Deserves No Admiration. The Resemblance Which He Ought To Obtain Is That Of The Soul.

I Have Unbounded Admiration For The Nude. I Worship It Like A God.