It always strikes me, and it is very peculiar, that, whenever we see the image of indescribable and unutterable desolation—of loneliness, poverty, and misery, the end and extreme of things—the thought of God comes into one's mind.

What has changed is that my life then was less difficult and my future seemingly less gloomy, but as far as my inner self, my way of looking at things and of thinking is concerned, that has not changed. But if there has indeed been a change, then it is that I think, believe and love more seriously now what I thought, believed and loved even then.

Admire as much as you can. Most people do not admire enough.

One must never let the fire go out in one's soul, but keep it burning.

My sketchbook is a witness of what I am experiencing, scribbling things whenever they happen.

But by fighting the difficulties in which one finds oneself, an inner strength develops from within our heart, which improves in life's fight.

If one hasn't a horse, one is one's own horse.