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I Am A Little Jew Of Vitebsk. All That I Paint, All That I Do, All That I Am, Is Just The Little Jew Of Vitebsk.

Mozart Never Composed Anything, Ever! He Copied What Was Written On His Soul.

Time Is A River Without Banks.

I Am Working In Paris . I Cannot For A Single Day Get The Thought Out Of My Head That There Probably Exists Something Essential, Some Immutable Reality, And Now That I Have Lost Everything Else (thank God, It Gets Lost All On Its Own) I Am Trying To Preserve This And, What Is More, Not To Be Content. In A Word: I Am Working.

We All Know That A Good Person Can Be A Bad Artist.but No One Will Ever Be A Genuine Artist Unless He Is A Great Human Being And Thus Also A Good One.