Everyone Threw The Blame On Me ...

There Is No Better Exercise Than To Study And Devour A Picture, And Then, Without Looking At It Again, To Attempt The Next Day To Reproduce It.

Good Night, Then - Sleep To Gather Strength For The Morning. For The Morning Will Come. Brightly Will It Shine On The Brave And True, Kindly On All Who Suffer For The Cause, Glorious Upon The Tombs Of Heroes. Thus Will Shine The Dawn.

He Has To Conceal What He Would Most Wish To Make Public, And Make Public What He Would Most Wish To Conceal.

I Was Shown A Picture By Cézanne Of A Blank Wall Of A House, Which He Had Made Instinct With The Most Delicate Lights And Colours.

We Are Happier In Many Ways When We Are Old Than When We Were Young. The Young Sow Wild Oats. The Old Grow Sage.