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We Must Not Be Content To Memorize The Beautiful Formulas Of Our Illustrious Predecessors. Let Us Go Out And Study Beautiful Nature.

When I Start Thinking, All Is Lost.

I'd Like To Combine Melancholy And Sunshine... There's A Sadness In Provence Which No One Has Expressed... I'd Like To Put Reason In The Grass And Tears In The Sky, Like Poussin.

Tell Me, Do You Think I'm Going Mad? I Sometimes Wonder, You Know.

All My Life I Have Worked To Be Able To Earn My Living, But I Thought That One Could Do Good Painting Without Attracting Attention To One's Private Life. Certainly, An Artist Wishes To Raise Himself Intellectually As Much As Possible, But The Man Must Remain Obscure. The Pleasure Must Be Found In The Work.