Every Great Masterpiece Is A Purification Of

The Attempt To Force Human Beings To Despise Themselves Is What I Call Hell.

Just As A Musician Loves Music And Not Nightingales, And A Poet Loves Poetry And Not Sunsets, A Painter Is Not Primarily A Person Who Responds To Figures And Landscapes. He Is Primarily One Who Loves Pictures.

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

In A World In Which Everything Is Subject To The Passing Of Time, Art Alone Is Both Subject To Time And Yet Victorious Over It.

The Thrill Of Creation Which We Experience Which We Experience When We See A Masterpiece Is Not Unlike The Feeling Of The Artist Who Created It; Such A Work Is A Fragment Of The World Which He Has Annexed And Which Belongs To Him Alone.