The Idea Is There Locked

I Feast On Wine And Bread, And Feasts They Are.

I Am A Poor Man And Of Little Worth, Who Is Laboring In That Art That God Has Given Me In Order To Extend My Life As Long As Possible.

I Have Never Felt Salvation In Nature. I Love Cities Above All.

Whenever A Great Painter... Does A Work Which Appears To Be False And Lying, That Falsity Is Very True.

The Science Of Design, Or Of Line-drawing, If You Like To Use This Term, Is The Source And Very Essence Of Painting, Sculpture, Architecture... Sometimes... It Seems To Me That... All The Works Of The Human Brain And Hand Are Either Design Itself Or A Branch Of That Art.