Everyone who works with love and with intelligence finds in the very sincerity of his love for nature and art a kind of armor against the opinions of other people.

You have first to experience what you want to express.

Art is something greater and higher than our own skill or knowledge or learning. That art is something which, though produced by human hands, is not wrought by hands alone, but wells up from a deeper source, from a man's soul.

If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to become men?

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

If one feels the need of something grand, something infinite, something that makes one feel aware of God, one need not go far to find it.

Art is jealous, and demands our whole strength ... .