I think anybody incapable of changing his mind is crazy.
You see, should I stand in front of a landscape and paint it, I'm completely ignoring the factor of time. While I am painting it, it's changing, clouds are changing, all sorts of things. So there's the myth there of someone creating in a timeless vacuum.
A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on.
I think Judge Learned Hand was a cultured, intelligent man.
Everything Jack says is to be taken with considerable reserve.
When all lies, deceit, pretense is stripped away, what remains? The truth of a painting, or a book or a man.