How right it is to love flowers and the greenery of pines and ivy and hawthorn hedges; they have been with us from the very beginning.

I felt my energy return and that I said to myself, in any event I'll recover from it, I'll pick up my pencil that I put down in my great discouragement and I'll get back to drawing, and from then on, it seems to me, everything has changed for me.

The laws of the colors are unutterably beautiful, just because they are not accidental.

How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?

Drawing is the root of everything, and the time spent on that is actually all profit.

Christ is more of an artist than the artists; he works in the living spirit and the living flesh, he makes men instead of statues.

If one truly loves nature one finds beauty everywhere.