I live in company with a body, a silent companion, exacting and eternal. He it is who notes that individuality which is the seal of the weakness of our race. My soul has wings, but the brutal jailer is strict. — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
“Men of genius are made not by new ideas, but by an idea which possesses them, namely, that what has been said has not… — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
Every time I await a model, even when I am most pressed to time, I am overjoyed when the time comes and I tremble… — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
The things one experiences alone with oneself are very much stronger and purer. — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
I believe it safe to say that all progress must lead, not to further progress, but finally to the negation of progress, a return… — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
Weaknesses in men of genius are usually an exaggeration of their personal feeling; in the hands of feeble imitators they become the most flagrant… — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
The true wisdom of the philosopher ought to insist in enjoying everything. Yet we apply ourselves to dissecting and destroying everything that is good… — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
How can this world, which is so beautiful, include so much horror? — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
Glory to that Homer of painting, to that father of warmth and enthusiasm... he really paints men. — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
The contour should come last, only a very experienced eye can place it rightly. — Eugene Delacroix Copy Share Image
