The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.
They ought to put out the eyes of painters as they do goldfinches in order that they can sing better.
Those trying to explain pictures are as a rule completely mistaken.
The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.
They'll sell you thousands of greens. Veronese green and emerald green and cadmium green and any sort of green you like; but that particular green, never.
Are we to paint what's on the face, what's inside the face, or what's behind it?