Surely the true path is to dive deep into nature.

I think that I still have it in my heart someday to paint a bookshop with the front yellow and pink in the evening...like a light in the midst of the darkness.

Love is eternal -- the aspect may change, but not the essence. There is the same difference in a person before and after he is in love as there is in an unlighted lamp and one that is burning. The lamp was there and was a good lamp, but now it is shedding light too, and that is its real function. And love makes one calmer about many things, and that way, one is more fit for one's work.

The diseases that we civilized people labor under most are melancholy and pessimism.

Do you know that drawing with words is also an art... ?

Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get up again.

So let us go forward quietly, each on his own path, forever making for the light.