Life And Art Are Not

No One Can Bar Me From Joyfully Proceeding On What The Great Masters Have Left Us; After All, To Rediscover Everything Again, Should Be Understood To Be Unfounded. But One Should However Proceed On Merit, And Not Simply Repeat Wat Was. All Genius, Sincere, Deserves His Place, Even Though Maybe Later In Life.

First And Foremost An Artist Should Pay Homage To Grandness, Honour And Bow To It, And Not Try To Extinguish The Fierce Flames Of Such, In An Attempt To Have His Own Feeble Light Shine Brighter. When One Isn't Able To Acknowledge Greatness, I Would Really Want To Know How He Endeavours To Make Me Experience It.

Pray To God That He Might Create Is Us A Clean Heart And Renew A Right Spirit Within Us.

I Dislike Nothing More Than Finding Fault With A Man's Nature Or Talent; It Only Depresses And Worries And Does No Good; One Cannot Add A Cubit To One's Stature, All Striving And Struggling Are Useless There, So One Has To Be Silent About It, And Let The Responsibility Rest With God.

This Is What I Think Art Is And What I Demand Of It: That It Pull Everyone In, That It Show One Person Another's Most Intimate Thoughts And Feelings, That It Throw Open The Window Of The Soul.