Color Was Not Given To

The Residuum Of Another's Expression Can Never Be Related To One's Own Feeling.

Hatred, Rancor, And The Spirit Of Vengeance Are Useless Baggage To The Artist. His Road Is Difficult Enough For Him To Cleanse His Soul Of Everything Which Could Make It More So.

If It Is Practiced By A Man Of Taste, The Photograph Will Have The Appearance Of Art (but) The Photographer Must...intervene As Little As Possible, So As Not To Lose The Objective Charm Which It Naturally Possesses.

You Study, You Learn, But You Guard The Original Naivete. It Has To Be Within You, As Desire For Drink Is Within The Drunkard Or Love Is Within The Lover.

A Thimbleful Of Red Is Redder Than A Bucketful.