Seventyseven

What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.…


Seventysix

Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! And never a…


Seventyfive

What would be ugly in a garden constitutes beauty in a mountain. VICTOR…


Seventyfour

The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and…


Seventythree

The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of…


Seventytwo

For what distance have you set out, with what hunger of profit? The way…


Seventyone

Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing. DALI


Seventy

The artist must train not only his eye but also his soul. KANDINSKY


Sixtynine

His soul stretched tight across the skies That fade behind a city…


Sixtyeight

No more noisy, loud words from me, such is my master’s will. Hence-forth…