Genius Is The Ability To

The Sun Penetrates Me Soundlessly Like A Distant Friend That Stirs Up My Laziness, Fertilizes It. We Bring Forth Life.

It Took Me 40 Years To Find Out That Painting Is Not Sculpture.

The Clear French Landscape Is As Pure As A Verse Of Racine.

A Puny Body Weakens The Soul.

Genius Is The Ability To Renew One's Emotions In Daily Experience.