My painting is not violent, it's life that is violent. Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves, the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life. We are born with a scream; we come into life with a scream and maybe love is a mosquito net between the fear of living and the fear of death.

But by far the greatest obstacle to the progress of science and to the undertaking of new tasks and provinces therein is found in this-that men despair and think things impossible.

God hangs the greatest weights upon the smallest wires.

Libraries are as the shrine where all the relics of the ancient saints, full of true virtue, and that without delusion or imposture, are preserved and reposed.

Nature is often hidden, sometimes overcome, seldom extinguished.

It is a sad fate for a man to die too well known to everybody else, and still unknown to himself.

A man were better relate himself to a statue or picture than to suffer his thoughts to pass in smother.