learned, yet jealous of prayer. Do this; so shall thy soul stand before thee always, and perplex thee no more.
Rossetti.
VII
I know that this world is a world of imagination and vision. I see everything I paint in this world, but everybody does not see alike. To the eyes of a miser a guinea is far more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes. The tree which moves some to tears of joy, is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way.... To the eye of the man of imagination, Nature is Imagination itself.
Blake.
VIII
Painting is nothing but the art of expressing the invisible by the visible.
Fromentin.