The idea is, if I can't heal from my art, then how can you heal?

Art lives from constraints and dies from freedom.

Any work of art must first of all tell a story.

The real art is knowing what to leave out, not what to put in.

Even luxuries are arranged according to ideas and ideals, to make them reflect as much of thought-life as possible - and this is Art.

To my mind the old masters are not art; their value is in their scarcity.