To Me There Is No Past Or

What Might Be Taken For A Precocious Genius Is The Genius Of Childhood. When The Child Grows Up, It Disappears Without A Trace. It May Happen That This Boy Will Become A Real Painter Some Day, Or Even A Great Painter. But Then He Will Have To Begin Everything Again, From Zero.

There Is No Abstract Art. You Must Always Start With Something. Afterward You Can Remove All Traces Of Reality.

We Must Pick Out What Is Good For Us Where We Can Find It.

You See These Thick Curtains Shut Out The Daylight: Artificial Light Suits Me A Great Deal Better; It's Absolutely Steady, And Much More Exciting.

I'm Always Doing Things I Can't Do. That's How I Get To Do Them.