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Not so cold, some snow fell…
Not so cold, some snow fell. I went inside the log cabin and said goodbye to Mother, she was so alike grandmother, just younger.
Now, finally has the elevator arrived…
Now, finally has the elevator arrived. The stairs was about to become a personal inferno.
Youth has no age.
Youth has no age.
You mustn’t always believe what I…
You mustn’t always believe what I say. Questions tempt you to tell lies, particularly when there is no answer.
Work is a necessity for man…
Work is a necessity for man. Man invented the alarm clock.
You have to have an idea…
You have to have an idea of what you are going to do, but it should be a vague idea.
Who sees the human face correctly…
Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?
Why do two colors, put one…
Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.
When you start with a portrait…
When you start with a portrait and search for a pure form, a clear volume, through successive eliminations, you arrive inevitably at the egg. Likewise, starting with the egg and following the same process in reverse, one finishes with the portrait.
When I die, it will be…
When I die, it will be a shipwreck, and as when a huge ship sinks, many people all around will be sucked down with it.
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