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.

It is difficult to know oneself, but it isn't easy to paint oneself either.

Often whole days pass without my speaking to anyone.

For loneliness, worries, difficulties, the unsatisfied need for kindness and sympathy - that is what is hard to bear.

For instead of trying to reproduce exactly what I see before me, I make more arbitrary use of colour to express myself more forcefully.

To do good work one must eat well, be well housed, have one's fling from time to time, smoke one's pipe, and drink one's coffee in peace

If one hasn't a horse, one is one's own horse.