No longer diverted by other emotions, I work the way a cow grazes.

When Michelangelo was an old man, he drew himself sitting in a child's pushcart.

There are moments on most days when I feel a deep and sincere gratitude, when I sit at the open window, and there is a blue sky or moving clouds.

Where do all the women who have watched so carefully over the lives of their beloved ones get the heroism to send them to face the cannon?

Every war carries within it the war which will answer it. Every war is answered by a new war, until everything, everything is smashed.

The development of the national spirit in its present form leads into blind alleys. Some condition must be found which preserves the life of the nation, but rules out the fatal rivalry among nations.

I have never been able to carry out any work coolly. On the contrary it is done, so to speak, with my own blood. Anyone who looks at my works must be able to sense that.