To suffer without complaint is the only lesson we have to learn in this life

Well, I am ploughing on my canvases as they do on their fields (the peasants). It goes badly enough in our profession - in fact that has always been so, but at the moment it is very bad.

I sometimes think there is nothing so delightful as drawing.

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

There is a sun, a light that for want of another word I can only call yellow, pale sulphur yellow, pale golden citron. How lovely yellow is!

Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and continuous observations. By persistent, I mean not only continuous work, but also not giving up your opinion at the bidding of such and such a person.

Often whole days pass without my speaking to anyone.