However Rich I May Have Been, I

Your Greatness Is Measured By Your Horizons.

The Goods Of Fortune, Even Such As They Really Are, Still Need Taste To Enjoy Them. It Is The Enjoying No The Possessing, That Makes Us Happy.

Already At Sixteen, My Mind Was A Battlefield: My Love Of Pagan Beauty, The Male Nude, At War With My Religious Faith. A Polarity Of Themes And Forms: One Spiritual, The Other Earthly.

So Take Care Of Your Life And Take Notice And Be Observant, For The Number Of Widows Is Always Far Greater Than The Number Of Widowers.

Beauty Is The Purgation Of Superfluities.