Give Me Some Mud, And I Will

The So-called Conscientiousness Of The Majority Of Painters Is Only Perfection Applied To The Art Of Boring.

Delsarte Tells Me That Mozart Stole Outrageously From Galuppi, In The Same Way, I Suppose, That Molière Stole From Anybody Anywhere, If He Found Something Work Taking. I Said That What Was Mozart Had Not Been Stolen From Galuppi, Or From Anyone Else For That Matter.

I Have Told Myself A Hundred Times That Painting - That Is, The Material Thing Called A Painting - Is No More Than A Pretext, The Bridge Between The Mind Of The Painter And The Mind Of The Spectator.

The Things One Experiences Alone With Oneself Are Very Much Stronger And Purer.

There Is A Man Whose Qualities Can Be Savored By People Who Are Getting Old... The Painter Qualities Are Carried To The Highest Point In His Work: What He Does Is Done - Through And Through; When He Paints Eyes, They Are Lit With The Fire Of Life.