Disease, Insanity, And Death Were

Without Fear And Illness, I Could Never Have Accomplished All I Have

All Art, Literature, And Music Must Be Born In Your Heart's Blood. Art Is Your Heart's Blood.

My Will Exceeds My Talents.

I Have Been Given A Unique Role To Play On This Earth: Given To Me By A Life Filled With Sickness, Ill-starred Circumstances And My Profession As An Artist. It Is A Life That Contains Nothing That Resembles Happiness, And Moreover Does Not Even Desire Happiness.

Certainly A Chair Can Be Just As Interesting As A Human Being. But First The Chair Must Be Perceived By A Human Being... You Should Not Paint The Chair, But Only What Someone Has Felt About It.