A Wife Of Your Own

Everything Is A Subject; The Subject Is Yourself. It Is Within Yourself That You Must Look And Not Around You... The Greatest Happiness Is To Reveal It To Others, To Study Oneself, To Paint Oneself Continually In [one's] Work.

What Makes Sovereign Ugliness Are Our Conventions.

Nature Is A Dictionary; One Draws Words From It.

One Always Has To Spoil A Picture A Little Bit, In Order To Finish It.

As For The Ridiculous Fear Of Making Things Below One's Potential Abilities... No, There Is The Root Of The Evil. There Is The Hiding Place Of Stupidity I Must Attack: Vain Mortal, You Are Limited By Nothing.