One Does Not Substitute Oneself For The

My Nervous System Is Very Much Weakened - Nothing But Painting In Oil Can Keep Me Going.

All My Compatriots Are Asses Compared To Me.

Doubtless There Are Things In Nature Which Have Not Yet Been Seen. If An Artist Discovers Them, He Opens The Way For His Successors.

One Is Neither Too Scrupulous Nor Too Sincere Nor Too Submissive To Nature; But One Is More Or Less Master Of One's Model, And, Above All, Of The Means Of Expression.

When I Start Thinking, All Is Lost.