What beauty is, I know not, though it adheres to many things.

Nature holds the beautiful, for the artist who has the insight to extract it. Thus, beauty lies even in humble, perhaps ugly things, and the ideal, which bypasses or improves on nature, may not be truly beautiful in the end.

Sane judgment abhors nothing so much as a picture perpetrated with no technical knowledge, although with plenty of care and diligence.

Some think that they know everybody, but they really don't know themselves.

Why has God given me such magnificent talent? It is a curse as well as a great blessing.

I hold that the perfection of form and beauty is contained in the sum of all men.

As I grew older, I realized that it was much better to insist on the genuine forms of nature, for simplicity is the greatest adornment of art.