We Never Really Know What

A Bit Of Advice, Don't Copy Nature Too Closely. Art Is An Abstraction; As You Dream Amid Nature, Extrapolate Art From It, And Concentrate On What You Will Create As A Result.

Thanks To Our Cinctures And Corsets We Have Succeeded In Making An Artificial Being Out Of Woman. She Is An Anomaly, And Nature Herself, Obedient To The Laws Of Heredity, Aids Us In Complicating And Enervating Her. We Carefully Keep Her In A State Of Nervous Weakness And Muscular Inferiority, And In Guarding Her From Fatigue, We Take Away From Her Possibilities Of Development. Thus Modeled On A Bizarre Ideal Of Slenderness To Which, Strangely Enough, We Continue To Adhere, Our Women Have Nothing In Common With Us, And This, Perhaps, May Not Be Without Grave Moral And Social Disadvantages.

You May Dream Freely When You Listen To Music As Well As When You Look At Painting. When You Read A Book You Are The Slave Of The Author's Mind.

We Never Really Know What Stupidity Is Until We Have Experimented On Ourselves.

The Public Wants To Understand And Learn In A Single Day, A Single Minute, What The Artist Has Spent Years Learning.