Art Is Jealous, And Demands Our Whole

One Must Never Let The Fire Go Out In One's Soul, But Keep It Burning.

It Interests Me Tremendously To Make Copies... I Started It By Chance And I Find It Teaches Me Things.

The World Concerns Me Only In So Far As I Feel A Certain Indebtedness And Duty Toward It Because I Have Walked This Earth For Thirty Years, And, Out Of Gratitude, Want To Leave Some Souvenir In The Shape Of Drawings Or Pictures — Not Made To Please A Certain Taste In Art, But To Express A Sincere Human Feeling.

What Preys On My Mind Is Simply This One Question: What Am I Good For, Could I Not Be Of Service Or Use In Some Way?

There Is No Blue Without Yellow And Without Orange.