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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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Stay firmly in your path and dare; be wild two hours a day!
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When the physical organism breaks up, the soul survives. It then takes on another body.
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Do you know what will soon be the ultimate in truth?
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The history of modern art is also the history of the progressive loss of art's audience. Art has increasingly become the concern of the artist and the bafflement of the public.
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Many excellent cooks are spoilt by going into the arts.
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The public wants to understand and learn in a single day, a single minute, what the artist has spent years learning.
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The work of a man is the explanation of the man.
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A time will come when people will think I am a myth, or rather something the newspapers have made up.
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My God! How terrible these money questions are for an artist!
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Do not copy nature. Art is an abstraction. Rather, bring your art forth by dreaming in front of her and think more of creation.
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And here in my isolation I can grow stronger. Poetry seems to come of itself, without effort, and I need only let myself dream a little while painting to suggest it.
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Perhaps I have no talent, but all vanity aside - I do not believe that anyone makes an artistic attempt, no matter how small, without having a little - or there are many fools.
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Under the continual contact with the pebbles my feet have become hardened and used to the ground. My body, almost constantly nude, no longer suffers from the sun. Civilization is falling from me little by little. I am beginning to think simply, to feel only very little hatred for my neighbor - rather, to love him.
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It is better to paint from memory, for thus your work will be your own.
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Today one can dare anything, and, furthermore, nobody is surprised.
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Oh yes! he loved yellow, this good Vincent, this painter from Holland - those glimmers of sunlight rekindled his soul, that abhorred the fog, that needed the warmth.
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You may dream freely when you listen to music as well as when you look at painting. When you read a book you are the slave of the author's mind.
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I am entering into the truth, into nature.
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I am a great artist and I know it, it is because I am that I have been able to endure so much suffering.
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Why did I hesitate to put all this glory of the sun on my canvas?
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Life has no meaning unless one lives it with a will, at least to the limit of one's will. Virtue, good, evil are nothing but words, unless one takes them apart in order to build something with them; they do not win their true meaning until one knows how to apply them.
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Poor artist! You gave away part of your soul when you painted the picture which you are now trying to dispose of.
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How to re-light the fire the very ashes of which are scattered?