Still, There Is A Calm, Pure Harmony,

Ideas For Work Are Coming To Me In Abundance...i'm Going Like A Painting-locomotive.

Only When I Fall Do I Get Up Again.

Do Not Quench Your Inspiration And Your Imagination; Do Not Become The Slave Of Your Model.

One Of The Reasons Why I Have No Regular Job, And Why I Have Not Had A Regular Job For Years, Is Quite Simply That My Ideas Differ From Those Of The Gentlemen Who Hand Out The Jobs To Individuals Who Think As They Do. It Is Not Just A Question Of My Appearance, Which Is What They Have Sanctimoniously Reproached Me With. It Goes Deeper, I Do Assure You.

I Never Get Tired Of The Blue Sky.