Culture Is The Sum Of All The

Our Characteristic Response To The Mutilated Statue, The Bronze Dug Up From The Earth, Is Revealing. It Is Not That We Prefer Time-worn Bas-reliefs, Or Rusted Statuettes As Such, Nor Is It The Vestiges Of Death That Grip Us In Them, But Those Of Life. Mutilation Is The Scar Left By The Struggle With Time, And A Reminder Of It - Time Which Is As Much A Part Of Ancient Works Of Art As The Material They Are Made Of, And Thrusts Up Through The Fissures, From A Dark Underworld, Where All Is At Once Chaos And Determinism.

There's No Such Thing As A Grown Up Person.

The True Painter Strives To Paint What Can Only Be Seen Through His World.

And When Man Faces Destiny, Destiny Ends And Man Comes Into His Own.

Our Civilization ... Is Not Devaluing Its Awareness Of The Unknowable; Nor Is It Deifying It. It Is The First Civilization That Has Severed It From Religion And Superstition. In Order To Question It.