As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I see.


Complete Letters: With Reproductions of All the Drawings in the Correspondence (ed. 1959)


As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I see.

As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I see.

As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I see.

As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I see.