We are surrounded by poetry on all sides.

My aim in life is to make pictures and drawings, as many and as well as I can; then, at the end of my life... looking back with love and tender regret, and thinking, 'Oh, the pictures I might have made!'

In the end we shall have had enough of cynicism, skepticism and humbug, and we shall want to live more musically.

Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.

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

If one truly loves nature one finds beauty everywhere.

What molting time is to birds, so adversity or misfortune is ... for us humans.