| 1734—Sold at Antwerp for | $109 |
| 1791—Sold at Paris for | 240 |
| 1814—Sold at London for | 525 |
| 1830—Sold at London for | 790 |
| 1831—Sold at London for | 792 |
| 1832—Sold at London for | 1,260 |
| 1841—Sold at Paris for | 1,576 |
| 1913—Sold at Paris for | 220,000 |
During the exhibition in New York and Chicago the pictures were the one topic of conversation; for the time being it was worth while to dine out; society became almost animated.
I recall one delightful and irascible old gentleman, critic and painter, who had not had a fresh appreciation for twenty-five years. For him art ended with the Barbizon school. Whistler, Monet, Degas had no sure places.
We all have the courage of others’ convictions.
The new, however good, is always queer; the old, however bad, is never strange.
Most people laugh at new pictures because they are afraid if they don’t laugh at the pictures, other people will laugh at them.
Now and then a man laughs at a queer picture because he can’t help it, he is a joy.
Laughter is the honest emotion of the child, on the grown-up it is often a mark of ignorance.