As you can see, I am immersing myself in color-I've held back from that until now; and I don't regret it.

What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?

One must never let the fire go out in one's soul, but keep it burning.

I try more and more to be myself, caring relatively little whether people approve or disapprove.

Nature always begins by resisting the artist, but he who really takes it seriously does not allow that resistance to put him off his stride; on the contrary, it is that much more of a stimulus to fight for victory.

I would like to leave this world and never return. I severed my ear, but how I wish that I had severed my heart. I shall never amount to anything.

It is not only by one's impulses that one achieves greatness, but also by patiently filing away the steel wall that separates what one feels from what one is capable of doing.