It Is Impossible To Love And To

Fortune Is Like The Market, Where, Many Times, If You Can Stay A Little, The Price Will Fall.

O Life! An Age To The Miserable, A Moment To The Happy.

I Paint For Myself. I Don't Know How To Do Anything Else, Anyway. Also I Have To Earn My Living, And Occupy Myself.

Nothing Opens The Heart Like A True Friend, To Whom You May Impart Griefs, Joys, Fears, Hopes...and Whatever Lies Upon The Heart.

Great Hypocrites Are The Real Atheists.