Often whole days pass without my speaking to anyone, except to ask for diner or coffee. And it has been like that form the beginning.

What is drawing? How does one get there? It's working one's way through an invisible iron wall that seems to stand between what one feels and what one can do. How can one get through that wall? - since hammering on it doesn't help at all. In my view, one must undermine the wall and grind through it slowly and patiently.

An artist needn't be a clergyman or a churchwarden, but he certainly must have a warm heart for his fellow men.

For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.

I am still far from being what I want to be, but with God's help I shall succeed.

It must be a good thing to die conscious of having performed some real good, and to know that by this work one will live, at least in the memory of some, and will have left a good example to those that come after. A work that is good-it may not be eternal, but the thought expressed in it is, and the work itself will certainly remain in existence for a long, long time; and if afterwards others arise, they can do no better than follow in the footsteps of such predecessors and do their work in the same way.

In general, and most especially with artists, I pay as much attention to the man who does the work, as to the work itself.