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.

Those Dutchmen had hardly any imagination or fantasy, but their good taste and their scientific knowledge of composition were enormous.

In spite of everything, I shall rise again

As a painter I shall never signify anything of importance. I feel it Absolutely.

No blue without yellow and without orange, and if you do blue, then do yellow and orange as well, surely.

As practice makes perfect, I cannot but make progress; each drawing one makes, each study one paints, is a step forward.

There is the same difference in a person before and after he is in love, as there is in an unlighted lamp and one that is burning.