It takes a long time for a man to look like his portrait.

Listen! There was never an artistic period. There was never an art-loving nation.

I maintain that two and two would continue to make four, in spite of the whine of the amateur for three, or the cry of the critic for five.

I remember that at one time I always made a drawing before going to bed!! - Of myself I mean - though I finally destroyed most of them.

If the man who paints only the tree, or flower, or other surface he sees before him were an artist, the king of artists would be the photographer. It is for the artist to do something beyond this.

It takes a long time for a man to look like his portrait.

People will forgive anything but beauty and talent. So I am doubly unpardonable.