An artist's career always begins tomorrow
Art happens-no hovel is safe from it, no prince may depend upon it, the vastest intelligence cannot bring it about.
The work of a master reeks not of the sweat of the brow - suggests no effort - and is finished from its beginning.
The world is divided into two classes - invalids and nurses.
It takes a long time for a man to look like his portrait.
Art is a goddess of dainty thought, reticent of habit, abjuring all obtrusiveness, purposing in no way to better others. She is, withal selfishly occupied with her own perfection only - having no desire to teach.