There Is A Terrible Emptiness In Me,

It Is Not Your Paintings I Like, It Is Your Painting.

For A Man Who Loves Power, Competition From The Gods Is Annoying. I Have Done Away With That. I Have Proven To These Illusory Godsthat A Man, If He Has The Will, Can Practice, Without Any Apprenticeship, Their Ridiculous Trade.

One Must Place One's Principles In Big Things. For The Small, Graciousness Will Suffice.

One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy.

Between History And The Eternal I Have Chosen History Because I Like Certainties. Of It, At Least, I Am Certain, And How Can I Deny This Force Crushing Me.