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

I am still far from being what I want to be, but with God's help I shall succeed.

The Mediterranean has the color of mackerel, changeable I mean. You don't always know if it is green or violet, you can't even say it's blue, because the next moment the changing reflection has taken on a tint of rose or gray.

Painting as it is now promises to become more subtle - more like music and less like sculpture - and above all it promises color. If only it keeps this promise.

Conscience is a man's compass.

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.

Whoever lives sincerely and encounters much trouble and disappointment without being bowed down is worth more than one who has always sailed before the wind and has only known prosperity.