I shut my eyes in order to see.

I shut my eyes in order to see.

It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and unchangeable color to every object; beware of this stumbling block.

Life is hardly more than a fraction of a second. Such a little time to prepare oneself for eternity!

Art requires philosophy, just as philosophy requires art. Otherwise, what would become of beauty?

Night is here. All is at rest. My eyes close in order to see without actually understanding the dream that flees before men infinite space; and I experience the languorous sensation produced by the mournful procession of my hopes.

Nothing so resembles a daub as a masterpiece.