The contour should come last, only a very experienced eye can place it rightly.

I live in company with a body, a silent companion, exacting and eternal.

Nature creates unity even in the parts of a whole.

I am carrying out my plan, so long formulated, of keeping a journal. What I most keenly wish is not to forget that I am writing for myself alone. Thus I shall always tell the truth, I hope, and thus I shall improve myself. These pages will reproach me for my changes of mind.

If one considered life as a simple loan, one would perhaps be less exacting. We possess actually nothing; everything goes through us.

I believe it safe to say that all progress must lead, not to further progress, but finally to the negation of progress, a return to the point of departure.

The first virtue of a painting is to be a feast for the eyes.