I Invent Nothing, I Rediscover.

You Must Always Work.

The Artist Is The Confidant Of Nature, Flowers Carry On Dialogues With Him Through The Graceful Bending Of Their Stems And The Harmoniously Tinted Nuances Of Their Blossoms, Every Flower Has A Cordial Word Which Nature Directs Towards Him.

Man's Naked Form Belongs To No Particular Moment In History; It Is Eternal, And Can Be Looked Upon With Joy By The People Of All Ages.

Even With All The Documents, You Can Never Forge Nature

I Know Very Well That One Must Fight, For One Is Often In Contradiction To The Spirit Of The Age.