The 'pure' red of which certain abstractionists speak does not exist. Any red is rooted in blood, glass, wine, hunters' caps and a thousand other concrete phenomena. Otherwise we would have no feeling toward red and its relations... — Robert Motherwell Copy Share Image
The studious class are their own victims: they are thin and pale, their feet are cold, their heads are hot, the night is without sleep, the day a fear of interruption,pallor, squalor, hunger, and egotism.If you come near them, and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
