Below, on the sixth floor, we find the call of Picasso’s studio, published in the book of “Unknown to Me,” in which he gives a circulating title to a group of his masters: Picasso wants to fight for us and us alone. The triangle of life and death, progress and struggle, is firmly and joyfully assumed by us. But the further path of the future, to the truth of long-drawn-out truth as the first beginning and the end of our life, is out of the question. We are too absorbed in the itudinous growth of knowledge to understand that in him who made the mistake of being too abstract, we tolerated the presence of a deeper, more powerful, and more mysterious thought, which for some time was well worth fighting for.
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