Many painters are afraid of the blank canvas, but the blank canvas is afraid of the truly passionate painter who dares-and who has once broken the spell of 'you can't.'

But by fighting the difficulties in which one finds oneself, an inner strength develops from within our heart, which improves in life's fight.

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

Paintings have a life of their own that derives from the painter's soul.

Often whole days pass without my speaking to anyone.

Love a friend, love a wife, something, whatever you like, but one must love with a lofty and serious intimate sympathy, with strength, with intelligence, and one must always try to know deeper, better, and more.

One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever came to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way.