It is people's movement that consoles us. If the leaves of a tree did not move, how sad would be the tree - and so should we.

Make a drawing. Start it all over again, trace it. Start it and trace it again.

Art is vice. You don't marry it legitimately, you rape it.

The true traveler never arrives.

What is certain is that setting a piece of nature in place and drawing it are two very different things.

I should like to be famous and unknown.

I would have been in mortal misery all my life for fear my wife might say, "That's a pretty little thing," after I had finished a picture.