Art is either plagiarism or revolution.

There are two sorts of beauty; one is the result of instinct, the other of study. A combination of the two, with the resulting modifications, brings with it a very complicated richness, which the art critic ought to try to discover.

Poor artist! You gave away part of your soul when you painted the picture which you are now trying to dispose of.

Many excellent cooks are spoilt by going into the arts.

It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and unchangeable color to every object; beware of this stumbling block.

When the physical organism breaks up, the soul survives. It then takes on another body.

Seek art and abstraction in nature by dreaming in the presence of it.