After painting comes Sculpture, a very noble art, but one that does not in the execution require the same supreme ingenuity as the art of painting, since in two most important and difficult particulars, in foreshortening and in light and shade, for which the painter has to invent a process, sculpture is helped by nature. Moreover, Sculpture does not imitate color which the painter takes pains to attune so that the shadows accompany the lights.

Fear arises sooner than anything else.

If you are on the side whence the wind is blowing you will see the trees looking much lighter than you would see them on the other sides; and this is due to the fact that the wind turns up the reverse side of the leaves which in all trees is much whiter than the upper side.

The painter strives and competes with nature.

My body will not be a tomb for other creatures.

A good memory, which nature has endowed us with, causes things long past to seem present.

Putting your hand into a river, you simultaneously touch the last of what is passing and the first of what is coming.