One must never let the fire go out in one's soul, but keep it burning.
How lovely yellow is! It stands for the sun.
Here everything is so wholly what I consider beautiful. In other words, there is peace here.
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.
Painting demands an intelligent model.
If your inner voice is telling you that you can't paint, by all means, hurry up and paint and silence the voice.