An Art Book Is A Museum Without

Always, However Brutal An Age May Actually Have Been, Its Style Transmits Its Music Only.

Here, Reality Is Not Subordinated To Painting, Indeed Painting Seems The Handmaid Of Reality, Though We Feel It Tending Towards A Procedure Which, While Not At The Mercy Of Appearances, Is Not Yet In Conflict With Them.

Culture Is The Sum Of All The Forms Of Art, Of Love, And Of Thought, Which, In The Coarse Or Centuries, Have Enabled Man To Be Less Enslaved

Since 1789 History Has Had A New Perspective, Revolution Being A Successful Revolt, And Revolt A Revolution That Has Failed.

To Love A Painting Is To Feel That This Presence Is ... Not An Object But A Voice.