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It is useless to advise solitude for everyone; one must be strong enough to endure it and to work alone.
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In painting one must search rather for suggestion than for description, as is done in music.
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Art requires philosophy, just as philosophy requires art. Otherwise, what would become of beauty?
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There is always a heavy demand for fresh mediocrity. In every generation the least cultivated taste has the largest appetite.
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Civilization is what makes you sick.
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It was so simple to paint things as I saw them; to put without special calculation a red close to a blue.
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A young man who is unable to commit a folly is already an old man.
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Without delay I began work, without hesitation and all of a fever.
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Night is here. All is at rest. My eyes close in order to see without actually understanding the dream that flees before men infinite space; and I experience the languorous sensation produced by the mournful procession of my hopes.
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Life has no meaning unless one lives it with a will, at least to the limit of one's will.
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When the physical organism breaks up, the soul survives. It then takes on another body.
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Art is either revolution or plagiarism
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I plunged eagerly and passionately into the wilderness, as if in the hope of thus penetrating into the very heart of this Nature, powerful and maternal, there to blend with her living elements.
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One's state of mind is three-quarters of what counts, so it has to be carefully nurtured if you want to do something great and lasting.
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Art a mad search for individualism.
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I have always wanted a mistress who was fat, and I have never found one. To make a fool of me, they are always pregnant.
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Why work? The gods are there to lavish upon the faithful the good gifts of nature.
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In order to produce something new, you have to return to the original source, to the childhood of mankind.
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I have come to an unalterable decision - to go and live forever in Polynesia. Then I can end my days in peace and freedom, without thoughts of tomorrow and this eternal struggle against idiots.
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Thanks to our cinctures and corsets we have succeeded in making an artificial being out of woman. She is an anomaly, and Nature herself, obedient to the laws of heredity, aids us in complicating and enervating her. We carefully keep her in a state of nervous weakness and muscular inferiority, and in guarding her from fatigue, we take away from her possibilities of development. Thus modeled on a bizarre ideal of slenderness to which, strangely enough, we continue to adhere, our women have nothing in common with us, and this, perhaps, may not be without grave moral and social disadvantages.
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How do you see those tree?... They are yellow. Well then put down yellow. And that shadow is rather blue. So render it with pure ultramarine. Those red leaves? Use vermillion.
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Concentrate your strengths against your competitor's relative weaknesses.
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In art one is concerned with the condition of the spirit for three quarters of the time; one must therefore care for oneself if he wishes to make something great and lasting.
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A critic is someone who meddles with something that is none of his business.