The ideal of beauty is simplicity and tranquility.

The artist has a twofold relation to nature; he is at once her master and her slave.

He is happy as well as great who needs neither to obey nor to command in order to be something.

The man with insight enough to admit his limitations comes nearest to perfection.

The present moment is a powerful goddess.

Art will always be art.

Great endowments often announce themselves in youth in the form of singularity and awkwardness.