Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me.

If one keeps loving faithfully what is really worth loving, and does not waste one's love on insignificant and unworthy and meaningless things, one will get more light by and by and grow stronger.

Conscience is a man's compass.

Conscience is a man's compass, and though the needle sometimes deviates, though one often perceives irregularities in directing one's course by it, still one must try to follow its direction.

So let us go forward quietly, each on his own path, forever making for the light.

I want to touch people with my art. I want them to say "he feels deeply, he feels tenderly".

Well, I dare not allow myself any illusions, and I am afraid it may never happen that Father and Mother will really appreciate my art. It is not their fault; we do not see the same things with the same eyes, or have the same thoughts raised in us by them. They will never be able to understand what painting is.