“There is much that can be said about those unfortunate men whom life does not treat properly and to whom only death gives the glory they had so wanted to know…One finds them on thrones, in society, among artists, among bourgeoisie, and in the lower classes. Modigliani has his place on this list of grief. His name follows hard upon those tragic ones, Van Gogh and Gauguin.”
“A convergence of unhappy circumstances compelled Modigliani to live poorly and to die miserably…He had that life of of drinking which unstrings the nervous system. The habit of cognac and absinthe had caught him. If he had not enough to buy liquor, he would beg from door to door until he found a friend to give him something with which to buy a drink…There was a smile on his lips which later turned to wryness under so much bitterness.”
