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A Heightened Sense Of The Observation Of Nature Is One Of The Chief Delights That Have Come To Me Through Trying To Paint.

I Do Not Agree That The Dog In A Manger Has The Final Right To The Manger Even Though He May Have Lain There For A Very Long Time. I Do Not Admit That Right. I Do Not Admit For Instance, That A Great Wrong Has Been Done To The Red Indians Of America Or The Black People Of Australia. I Do Not Admit That A Wrong Has Been Done To These People By The Fact That A Stronger Race, A Higher-grade Race, A More Worldly Wise Race To Put It That Way, Has Come In And Taken Their Place.

The Story Of The Human Race Is War. Except For Brief And Precarious Interludes There Has Never Been Peace In The World; And Long Before History Began Murderous Strife Was Universal And Unending.

It Cannot In The Opinion Of His Majesty's Government Be Classified As Slavery In The Extreme Acceptance Of The Word Without Some Risk Of Terminological Inexactitude.

At One Side Of The Palette There Is White, At The Other Black; And Neither Is Ever Used Neat.