People love to be nice, but you must give them the chance.
There are two indices of genuine art: it is inimitable and it is ineffable.
I look at a nude. There are myriads of tiny tints. I must find the ones that will make the flesh on my canvas live and quiver.
The modern architect is, generally speaking, art's greatest enemy.
A painter who has the feel of breasts and buttocks is saved.
The pain passes, but the beauty remains.