Cold exactitude is not art; ingenious artifice, when it pleases or when it expresses, is art itself.
Do not be troubled for a language, cultivate your soul and she will show herself.
Nature is a dictionary; one draws words from it.
Draughtsmen may be made, but colourists are born.
I believe it safe to say that all progress must lead, not to further progress, but finally to the negation of progress, a return to the point of departure.
The artist is always concerned with a total view of the world. However, when the photographer takes a picture ... the edge of his picture is just as interesting as the middle, one can only guess at the existence of a whole, and the view presented seems chosen by chance.