-You have been caught in contradiction. You prefer the flat to the statue, and the flat is a work of nature. Prefer the gondola to the shark, because the gondola is the work of man.

-On the works of nature put the man, and on man’s life itself, and preferably the source of life: women. But I concede that I contradict myself frequently. So what? So I am living. If you do not contradict me and obeys pure logic, it would be a phenomenon of nature and not feel live. The works of man, and still more the art, are estimated to the extent that the animated feeling that need of contradiction, that is life. This street is beautiful and has a life, because it is contradictory. Let me take a note of it, no I’m not painting. The only note is that annoying and trigger new house and Frenchified.

‘You have shown the nude. Painters and philologists and scholars are beasts of the same species, and both are angry about me as the others. I nourish Both of aging. I love what expires, eaten, the moth-eaten. Between a mummy and a tasty tome treatise on sociology, fresh from the oven, the philologist and scholar choose the former. Between a young man and an old man Apollonian horrendous nose wart, the painter has chosen the second and bona fide dispute is more beautiful pictorially. What aberration!