Painting (like poetry) chooses from universals what is most apposite. It brings together, in a single imaginary being, c — Francisco Goya
Painting (like poetry) chooses from universals what is most apposite. It brings together, in a single imaginary being, c — Francisco Goya
Painting (like poetry) chooses from universals what is most apposite. It brings together, in a single imaginary being, c — Francisco Goya
Painting (like poetry) chooses from universals what is most apposite. It brings together, in a single imaginary being, c — Francisco Goya
Painting (like poetry) chooses from universals what is most apposite. It brings together, in a single imaginary being, c — Francisco Goya
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Painting (like poetry) chooses from universals what is most apposite. It brings together, in a single imaginary being, circumstances and characteristics which occur in nature in many different persons.

— Francisco Goya
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