It is well with me only when I have a chisel in my hand.
I live and love in God's peculiar light.
An artist does his most difficult work when he steps back from the blank canvas and thinks about what he is going to create.
If people knew how hard I worked at my art, they would not consider me a genius.
It is necessary to keep one's compass in one's eyes and not in the hand, for the hands execute, but the eye judges.
I dare affirm that any artist... who has nothing singular, eccentric, or at least reputed to be so, in his person, will never become a superior talent.