Read moreOne does not lash hat lies at a distance. The foibles that we ridicule must at least be a little bit our own. Only then will the work be a part of our own flesh. The garden must be weeded.
Read moreWhen looking at any significant work of art, remember that a more significant one probably has had to be sacrificed.
Read moreEverything vanishes around me, and works are born as if out of the void. Ripe, graphic fruits fall off. My hand has become the obedient instrument of a remote will.
Read moreNature is garrulous to the point of confusion, let the artist be truly taciturn.
Read moreTo emphasize only the beautiful seems to me to be like a mathematical system that only concerns itself with positive numbers.
Read moreThe worst state of affairs is when science begins to concern itself with art.