It Took Me 40 Years To Find

One Does Not Substitute Oneself For The Past, One Merely Adds To It A New Link.

You Must Think. The Eye Is Not Enough; It Needs To Think As Well.

Yes, A Bunch Of Carrots, Observed Directly, Painted Simply In The Personal Way One Sees It, Worth More Than The Ecole's Everlasting Slices Of Buttered Bread, That Tobacco-juice Painting, Slavishly Done By The Book? The Day Is Coming When A Single Original Carrot Will Give Birth To A Revolution.

The Louvre Is The Book In Which We Learn To Read.

To Achieve Progress Nature Alone Counts, And The Eye Is Trained Through Contact With Her. It Becomes Concentric By Looking And Working.