To reach the goal you must be a stubborn cottage child, do not despair, one day the sun will shine, for you, too, on the charm of the
work. Closed Eyes, by Odilon Redon. Like the epicure presented with a good meal. If you want gold, search in your elbows,
you'll find treasure. Work with a determined mind. You will harvest the laurels. Creator of the genius work, that we contemplate with pleasure,
Oh, tell us, by what magic did you make what we admire.