You, faulty men! Not only got lost on the way of charlatains, but contravened against the divine nature. Weren't settled for the wealthy, clear air, … - Tivadar Csontváry Kosztka

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You, faulty men! Not only got lost on the way of charlatains, but contravened against the divine nature. Weren't settled for the wealthy, clear air, you bewitched it with smoke and burnt smell, you weren't settled for the best spring water, you filled up yourself with several kinds of hard drinks, the sun shined for you in vain, you didn't behold it ...

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About Tivadar Csontváry Kosztka

Tivadar Csontváry Kosztka (5 July 1853 – 20 June 1919) was a Hungarian painter.

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Native Name: Csontváry Kosztka Tivadar
Alternative Names: Theodor Czontvari-Kosztka Csontváry Csontvary Mihály Tivadar Kosztka Tivadar Csontváry Tivadar Csontvari Kosztka Tivadar Kosztka Tivadar Kosztka Csontvary Tivadar Csontvary Kosztka Mihaly Tivadar Kosztka Tivadar Csontvary Tivadar Kosztka Csontváry
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Creating everlasting works is possible only being ducked in Verity; and gaining verity is possible only from the god. The one who given the ability for creation to, it is given the ability for immortality to. This ability is the substance not only of the human beings, but it can be seen in animals; birds and insects.

I, Tivadar Kosztka, who gave up his prime of youth for the rebirth of the world, accepting the call of the invisible Spirit, had a regular civil job, comfort, wealth then … Going to Paris in 1907 I oppositely standed alone in front of millions with only the result of the divine providence, and I beat the vanity of the world hollow, but I haven't killed 10 million people, only sobered them. I haven't made commercials from things, because I didn't care for the pedlar's press; I retired from the world instead, going to the top of the Lebanons, and I painted cedars.

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