Rembrandt is so deeply mysterious that he says things for which there are no words in any language.

I work as diligently on my canvases as the laborers do in their fields.

If your inner voice is telling you that you can't paint, by all means, hurry up and paint and silence the voice.

Keep your love of nature, for that is the true way to understand art more and more.

In my view, I am often immensely rich, not in money, but (although just now perhaps not all the time) rich because I have found my metier, something I can devote myself to heart and soul and that gives inspiration and meaning to my life.

What is drawing? It is working oneself through an invisible iron wall that seems to stand between what one feels and what one can do.

Occasionally, in times of worry, I've longed to be stylish, but on second thought I say no-just let me be myself-and express rough, yet true things with rough workmanship.