Describing Starry Night: Firmament And Planets Both

Since Visiting The Abatoirs Of S. France I Have Stopped Eating Meat.

Painters Understand Nature And Love It, And Teach Us To See.

One May Have A Blazing Hearth In One's Soul And Yet No One Ever Came To Sit By It. Passers-by See Only A Wisp Of Smoke From The Chimney And Continue On Their Way.

One Can Never Study Nature Too Much And Too Hard

Life Itself, Too, Is Forever Turning An Infinitely Vacant, Dispiriting Blank Side Towards Man On Which Nothing Appears, Any More Than It Does On A Blank Canvas. But No Matter How Vacant And Vain, How Dead Life May Appear To Be, The Man Of Faith, Of Energy, Of Warmth, Who Knows Something, Will Not Be Put Off So Easily.