I said to myself, "Sad! sad! my sister-in-law will never see my Works." The true artist, Oscar, is always thinking of his Works.

I shall bring back, let me tell you, some very remarkable studies for future pictures.

They will not be so numerous, perhaps, as you may expect.

I prefer to trust to my intellectual perception of beauty, rather than to mere laborious transcripts from Nature.

In certain moods of mine (speaking as an artist) Nature puts me out.'" There Oscar paused, and appealed to me.