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| A weaver who has to direct and to interweave a great many little threads has no time to philosophize about it, rather, he is so absorbed in his work that he doesn't think, he acts: and it's nothing he can explain, he just feels how things should go. | | Uncategorized | |
| And sometimes there is relief, sometimes there is new inner energy, and one stands up after it; till at last, someday, one perhaps doesn't stand up any more, que soit, but that is nothing extraordinary, and I repeat, in my opinion, such is the common | | Uncategorized | |
| As we advance in life it becomes more and more difficult, but in fighting the difficulties the inmost strength of the heart is developed. | | Uncategorized | |
| But after all I find in my work an echo of what struck me. I see that nature has told me something, has spoken to me, and that I have put it down in shorthand. In my shorthand there may be words that cannot be deciphered. There may be mistakes or gap | | Mistakes; Nature; Words; Work | |
| But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things. | | God; Love | |
| By working hard, old man, I hope to make something good one day. I haven't yet, but I am pursuing it and fighting for it . . . . | | Uncategorized | |
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| Do not quench your inspiration and your imagination; do not become the slave of your model. | | Uncategorized | |
| Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get up again. | | Uncategorized | |
| Firmament and planets both disappeared, but the might breath which gives life to all things and in which is bound up remained. | | Uncategorized | |
| For me, the work is an absolute necessity. I cannot put it off; I don't care for anything else; that is to say, the pleasure in something else ceases at once, and I become melancholy when I cannot go on with my work. I feel then as the weaver does wh | | Work | |
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| Great things are not done by impulse, but by a series of small things brought together. | | Uncategorized | |
| How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? | | Social service | |
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| How rich art is; if one can only remember what one has seen, one is never without food for thought or truly lonely, never alone. | | Art | |
| How to achieve such anomalies, such alterations and re-fashionings of reality so what comes out of it are lies, if you like, but lies that are more than literal truth. | | Uncategorized | |
| However, the painter of the future will be a colorist, such as has never yet existed. Manet was working towards it, but as you know the Impressionists have already got a stronger color than Manet. This painter of the future- I can't imagine him doing | | Painting | |
