A Wife Of Your Own Stature Is

Cold Exactitude Is Not Art... The So-called Consciousness Of The Majority Of Painters Is Only Perfection Applied To The Art Of Boring. People Like That, If They Could, Would Work With The Same Minute Attention On The Back Of Their Canvas.

Artists Who Seek Perfection In Everything Are Those Who Can't Attain It In Anything.

What Makes Sovereign Ugliness Are Our Conventions.

Weaknesses In Men Of Genius Are Usually An Exaggeration Of Their Personal Feeling; In The Hands Of Feeble Imitators They Become The Most Flagrant Blunders. Entire Schools Have Been Founded On Misinterpretations Of Certain Aspects Of The Masters. Lamentable Mistakes Have Resulted From The Thoughtless Enthusiasm With Which Men Have Sought Inspiration From The Worst Qualities Of Remarkable Artists Because They Are Unable To Reproduce The Sublime Elements In Their Work.

I Go To Work As Others Rush To See Their Mistresses, And When I Leave, I Take Back With Me To My Solitude, Or In The Midst Of The Distractions That I Pursue, A Charming Memory That Does Not In The Least Resemble The Troubled Pleasure Of Lovers.