I Feel As A Horse Must Feel

I Would Have Been In Mortal Misery All My Life For Fear My Wife Might Say, "that's A Pretty Little Thing," After I Had Finished A Picture.

And Even This Heart Of Mine Has Something Artificial. The Dancers Have Sewn It Into A Bag Of Pink Satin, Pink Satin Slightly Faded, Like Their Dancing Shoes.

Do Portraits Of People In Familiar And Typical Attitudes, Above All Give To Their Face The Same Choice Of Expression That One Gives To Their Body.

Conversation In Real Life Is Full Of Half-finished Sentences And Overlapping Talk. Why Shouldn't Painting Be Too?

Boredom Soon Overcomes Me When I Am Contemplating Nature.