It Is Not About Painting Life, It

Time And Reflection Change The Sight Little By Little 'till We Come To Understand.

Is It The Factitious And The Conventional That Most Surely Succeed On Earth And In The Course Of Life?

I'd Like To Combine Melancholy And Sunshine... There's A Sadness In Provence Which No One Has Expressed... I'd Like To Put Reason In The Grass And Tears In The Sky, Like Poussin.

If Isolation Tempers The Strong, It Is The Stumbling-block Of The Uncertain.

Tell Me, Do You Think I'm Going Mad? I Sometimes Wonder, You Know.