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When one lives with problems of importance, the prostitute is ideal. You pay, and whether or not you fail is of no importance. She doesn’t care.

Alberto Giacometti

The human face is as strange to me as a countenance, which, the more one looks at it, the more it closes itself off and escapes by the steps of unknown stairways.
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Escape Face Human Oneself Strange Unknown
All the art of the past rises up before me, the art of all ages and all civilizations, everything becomes simultaneous, as if space had replaced time. Memories of works of art blend with affective memories, with my work, with my whole life.
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Art Civilization Life Memories Myself Past Replacement Rise Space Work
The more you fail, the more you succeed. It is only when everything is lost and – instead of giving up – you go on, that you experience the momentary prospect of some slight progress. Suddenly you have the feeling – be it an illusion or not – that something new has opened up.
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Experience Failure Feeling Give Up Lost Moments Open Progress Success Yourself
In the past I have never thought about loneliness when working, and I don’t think about it now. Yet there must be a reason for the fact that so many people talk about it.
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Fact Myself Past People Talk Thinking
I don’t know if I work in order to do something, or in order to know why I can’t do what I want to do.
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Myself Reason Work
If only someone else could paint what I see, it would be marvellous, because then I wouldnt have to paint at all.
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Marvelous Myself Paint See
It was always disappointing to see that what I could really master in terms of form boiled down to so little.
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Disappoint Master Myself See
Failure is my best friend. If I succeeded, it would be like dying. Maybe worse.
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Failure Friendship Myself Success Worst
It is impossible to do a thing the way I see it because the closer I get the more differently I see.
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Close Different Impossible Myself See
Only reality interests me now and I know I could spend the rest of my life in copying a chair.
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Chair Copy Interest Myself Reality
I’ve tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!
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Color Course Elimination Intention Myself Paint Work
The older I grow, the more I find myself alone.
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Alone Finding Growth Myself Old
What I am looking for is not happiness. I work solely because it is impossible for me to do anything else.
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Happiness Impossible Myself Work
When one lives with problems of importance, the prostitute is ideal. You pay, and whether or not you fail is of no importance. She doesn’t care.
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Care Failure Importance Live Problem Prostitution Yourself
Art is the residue of vision.
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Art One Liner Residue Vision
If we master a bit of drawing, everything else is possible.
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Drawing Master Possible Potential

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