For myself, I declare I don't know anything about it. But the sight of the stars always makes me dream.
The cure for him would be to take a good long look at some potato plants, which have lately had such a deep and distinctive colour and tone, instead of driving himself mad looking at pieces of yellow satin and gold leather.
Exaggerate the essential, leave the obvious vague.
If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to become men?
You have first to experience what you want to express.
Ideas for work are coming to me in abundance...I'm going like a painting-locomotive.