The pencil of the Holy Ghost hath labored more in describing the afflictions of Job than the felicities of Solomon.

Dreams, and predictions of astrology....ought to serve but for winter talk by the fireside.

I regret not starting to paint earlier...It is one of the few things I do regret.

Great art is deeply ordered. Even if within the order there may be enormously instinctive and accidental things, nevertheless they come out of a desire for ordering and for returning fact onto the nervous system in a more violent way.

I loathe my own face, and I've done self-portraits because I've had nobody else to do.

We see then how far the monuments of wit and learning are more durable than the monuments of power, or of the hands. For have not the verses of Homer continued twenty-five hundred years or more, without the loss of a syllable or letter; during which time infinite palaces, temples, castles, cities have been decayed and demolished?

God has, in fact, written two books, not just one. Of course, we are all familiar with the first book he wrote, namely Scripture. But he has written a second book called creation.