Paintings Are Painted With Paint, Not With

Every Soul Is A Melody Which Needs Renewing.

The World Exists To End Up In A Book.

The Reproach That Superficial People Formulate Against Manet, That Whereas Once He Painted Ugliness, Now He Paints Vulgarity, Falls Harmlessly To The Ground, When We Recognize The Fact That He Paints The Truth.

I Have Made A Long Enough Descent Into The Void To Speak With Certainty. There Is Nothing But Beauty--and Beauty Has Only One Perfect Expression, Poetry. All The Rest Is A Lie.

A Throw Of The Dice Will Never Abolish Chance.