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

It is only too true that a lot of artists are mentally ill - it's a life which, to put it mildly, makes one an outsider. I'm all right when I completely immerse myself in work, but I'll always remain half crazy.

I don't know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.

Bookstores always remind me that there are good things in this world.

How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?

I believe I do much better for the time being by first copying some good things than by working without that foundation

I can't change the fact that my paintings don't sell. But the time will come when people will recognize that they are worth more than the value of the paints used in the picture.