Mauve is just pink trying to be purple.
Art is limited to the infinite, and beginning there cannot progress.
People will forgive anything but beauty and talent. So I am doubly unpardonable.
The work of a master reeks not of the sweat of the brow - suggests no effort - and is finished from its beginning.
It takes a long time for a man to look like his portrait.
Listen! There was never an artistic period. There was never an art-loving nation.