I do not judge, I only chronicle.

I do not judge, I only chronicle.

Mine is the horny hand of toil.

A portrait is a painting with something wrong with the mouth.

Cultivate an ever-continuous power of observation. Wherever you are, be always ready to make slight notes of postures, groups and incidents.

I hate to paint portraits! I hope never to paint another portrait in my life. Portraiture may be all right for a man in his youth, but after forty I believe that manual dexterity deserts one, and, besides, the color-sense is less acute. Youth can better stand the exactions of a personal kind that are inseparable from portraiture. I have had enough of it.

It is certain that at certain times talent entirely overcomes thought or poetry.