When the artist is alive in any person, whatever his kind of work may be, he becomes an inventive, searching, daring, self-expressing creature.

Beauty is no material thing. Beauty cannot be copied. Beauty is the sensation of pleasure on the mind of the seer. No thing is beautiful. But all things await the sensitive and imaginative mind that may be aroused to pleasurable emotion at sight of them. This is beauty.

Art appreciation, like love, cannot be done by proxy: It is a very personal affair and is necessary to each individual.

The more simply you see, the more simply you will render. People see too much, scatteringly.

The ignorant are to be found as much among the educated as among the uneducated.

All is as beautiful as we think it.

There is weakness in pretending to know more than you know or in stating less than you know.