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.

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.

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

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.

Work alone will efface the footsteps of work.

The masterpiece should appear as the flower to the painter - perfect in its bud as in its bloom - with no reason to explain its presence - no mission to fulfill - a joy to the artist, a delusion to the philanthropist - a puzzle to the botanist - an accident of sentiment and alliteration to the literary man.