I like to have strong opinions with nothing to back them up with besides my primal sincerity. I like sincerity. I lack sincerity.
What is going on in the Un-American Activities Committee worries me primarily because little people have become frightened and we find ourselves living in the atmosphere of a police state, where people close doors before they state what they think or look over their shoulders apprehensively before they express an opinion.
There are a great many opinions in the world, and a good half of them are held by people who have never been in trouble![Много на этом свете взглядов, и добрая половина их принадлежит людям, не бывавшим в беде!]
Painting is a faith and that it brings with it the duty to pay no heed to public opinion — and that in it one conquers by perseverance and not by giving in.
Now there can be no two opinions as to what a highbrow is. He is the man or woman of thoroughbred intelligence who rides his mind at a gallop across country in pursuit of an idea.
Nothing shakes my opinion of a book. Nothing-nothing. Only perhaps if it’s the book of a young person-or of a friend-no, even so, I think myself infallible.