It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth.

What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?

We are having wind and rain here, and I am very glad not to be alone. I work from memory on bad days, and that would not do if I were alone.

My aim in life is to make pictures and drawings, as many and as well as I can; then, at the end of my life... looking back with love and tender regret, and thinking, 'Oh, the pictures I might have made!'

We have very beautiful bad weather here at present - rain, wind, thunder - but with splendid effects; that's why I like it.

Someone has a great fire in his soul and nobody ever comes to warm themselves at it, and passers-by see nothing but a little smoke at the top of the chimney and then go on their way.

I try more and more to be myself, caring relatively little whether people approve or disapprove.