We spent our whole lives in unconsous excercise of the art of expressing our thoughts with the help of words

What color is in a picture, enthusiasm is in life.

In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing.

If I succeed in putting some warmth and love into the work, then it will find friends. Carrying on working is the

If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.

Life is not long for anybody, and the problem is only to make something of it.

It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth.