The Truth Of A Man Is First

He Who Has Dreamed For Long Resembles His Dream.

Between Eigtheen And Twenty, Life Is Like An Exchange Where One Buys Stocks, Not With Money, But With Actions. Most Men Buy Nothing.

Here, Reality Is Not Subordinated To Painting, Indeed Painting Seems The Handmaid Of Reality, Though We Feel It Tending Towards A Procedure Which, While Not At The Mercy Of Appearances, Is Not Yet In Conflict With Them.

The Next Century's Task Will Be To Rediscover Its Gods.

The Artist Is Not The Transcriber Of The World, He Is Its Rival.