When we are working at a difficult task and strive after a good thing, we are fighting a righteous battle, the direct reward of which is that we are kept from much evil.

It always strikes me, and it is very peculiar, that, whenever we see the image of indescribable and unutterable desolation—of loneliness, poverty, and misery, the end and extreme of things—the thought of God comes into one's mind.

Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.

Let us keep courage and try to be patient and gentle. And let us not mind being eccentric, and make distinction between good and evil.

Everyone who works with love and with intelligence finds in the very sincerity of his love for nature and art a kind of armor against the opinions of other people.

It is the painting that makes me so happy these days.

The laws of the colors are unutterably beautiful, just because they are not accidental.