Some folks think I painted Lincoln from life, but I haven't been around that long. Not quite.

Commonplaces never become tiresome. It is we who become tired when we cease to be curious and appreciative.

I just wanted to do something important.

I didn't know what to expect from a famous movie star; maybe that he'd be sort of stuck-up, you know. But not Gary Cooper. He horsed around so much... that I had a hard time painting him.

The remarks about my reaching the age of Social Security and coming to the end of the road, they jolted me. And that was good. Because I sure as hell had no intention of just sitting around for the rest of my life. So I'd whip out the paints and really go to it.

If a picture wasn't going very well I'd put a puppy dog in it, always a mongrel, you know, never one of the full bred puppies. And then I'd put a bandage on its foot... I liked it when I did it, but now I'm sick of it.

It wouldn't be right for me to clown around when I'm painting a president.