The man who has honesty, integrity, the love of inquiry, the desire to see beyond, is ready to appreciate good art.

You pass people on the street, some are for you, some are not.

All manifestations of art are but landmarks in the progress of the human spirit toward a thing but as yet sensed and far from being possessed.

If a certain activity, such as painting, becomes the habitual mode of expression, it may follow that taking up the painting materials and beginning work with them will act suggestively and so presently evoke a flight into the higher state.

Whatever you feel or think your exact state at the exact moment of your brush touching the canvas is in some way registered in that stroke.

Art appreciation, like love, cannot be done by proxy.

In certain books—some way in the first few paragraphs you know that you have met a brother.