I Am A Fanatic! I Feel A

Study, Analyse The Social Structure - That's Always Far More Effective Than Moralising.

It Is Difficult To Know Oneself, But It Isn't Easy To Paint Oneself Either.

The Cypresses Are Always Occupying My Thoughts.

No, No Thought To The Winnings. One Loves Because One Loves.

What I Need Is Courage, And This Often Fails Me. And It Is Also A Fact That Since My Disease, When I Am In The Fields I Am Overwhelmed By A Feeling Of Loneliness To Such A Horrible Extent That I Shy Away From Going Out. But This Will Change All The Same As Time Goes On. Only When I Stand A Painting Before My Easel Do I Feel Somewhat Alive. Never Mind, This Is Going To Change Too, For Now My Health Is So Good That I Suppose The Physical Part Of Me Will Gain The Victory.