If There Were Only One Truth, You

You Cannot Go Against Nature. She Is Stronger Than The Strongest Of Men. We Can Permit Ourselves Some Liberties, But In Details Only.

Drink To Me. Drink To My Health. You Know I Can't Drink Any More.

When Art Critics Get Together They Talk About Form And Structure And Meaning. When Artists Get Together They Talk About Where You Can Buy Cheap Turpentine.

Art Is Never Chaste. It Ought To Be Forbidden To Ignorant Innocents, Never Allowed Into Contact With Those Not Sufficiently Prepared. Yes, Art Is Dangerous. Where It Is Chaste, It Is Not Art.

I Must Keep On Trying, Just To Keep The Experiment Going Until I Get Tired Of It All. Even If The Last Result Is Not Necessarily The Best, I Stop When My Interest In The Problem Wanes.