I never get tired of the blue sky.

There certainly is an affinity between a person and his work, but it is not easy to define what this affinity is, and on that question many judge quite wrongly.

I began to paint again, even though I could barely hold the brush, but knowing exactly what I wanted to paint, I began three more large canvases... of large wheat fields under cloudy skies, and it did not take a great deal to express sadness and loneliness... I believe these paintings say what words cannot.

I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort and disappointment and perseverance.

It is good to love many things

We must not judge God from this world. It's just a study that didn't come off. It's only a master who could make such a blunder.

By working hard, old man, I hope to make something good one day. I haven't yet, but I am pursuing it and fighting for it . . . .