Henri Rousseau, the Dounier, as many people called him lived in a world of his own. It was a world filled with ghosts and goblins, eternal Sunday paintings, and simple worries. This world, I believe, I also share with Henri Rousseau. We are alike in many aspects of personality, talent, and friends. Not many people remind me of myself, but Rousseau is the only person to have done this. We are different in some aspects
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able to find our secret to life, and derive all of our enjoyment. Rousseau was a very talented individually. I feel honored that I am so similar to him in the fact that he can persevere, find humor in most things, and enjoy whatever he is doing. Rousseau is the everlasting Sunday painter that all of us want to be but never have the courage to do. In this he is a truly great person.