I always think of myself not so much as a painter but as a medium for accident and chance.

To spend too much time in studies is sloth.

If there be fuel prepared, it is hard to tell whence the spark shall come that shall set it on fire.

Some paint comes across directly onto the nervous system and other paint tells you the story in a long diatribe through the brain.

There is no comparison between that which is lost by not succeeding and that which is lost by not trying.

Certainly the best works, and of greatest merit for the public, have proceeded from the unmarried, or childless men.

There were taken apples, and ... closed up in wax. ... After a month's space, the apple inclosed in was was as green and fresh as the first putting in, and the kernals continued white. The cause is, for that all exclusion of open air, which is ever predatory, maintaineth the body in its first freshness and moisture.