My Nervous System Is Very Much Weakened

The Truth Is In Nature, And I Shall Prove It.

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

I'd Like To Combine Melancholy And Sunshine... There's A Sadness In Provence Which No One Has Expressed... I'd Like To Put Reason In The Grass And Tears In The Sky, Like Poussin.

Under This Fine Rain I Breathe In The Innocence Of The World. I Feel Coloured By The Nuances Of Infinity. At This Moment I Am One With My Picture. We Are An Iridescent Chaos.

I Am Not Altogether Displeased With The Shirt-front.