We Can Always Redeem The

Many Young Painters Would Never Have Taken Their Pencils In Hand If They Could Have Felt, Known, And Understood, Early Enough, What Really Produced A Master Like Raphael.

Certain Faults Are Necessary To The Individual If He Is To Exist.

The Confidant Of My Vices Is My Master, Though He Were My Valet.

One Does Not Get To Know That One Exists Until One Rediscovers Oneself In Others.

You Can Easily Judge The Character Of A Man By How He Treats Those Who Can Do Nothing For Him.