Sometimes Art Seems To Be Something Very

What Lives In Art And Is Eternally Living, Is First Of All The Painter And Then The Painting.

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

What Am I In Most People's Eyes? A Nonentity Or An Eccentric And Disagreeable Man... I Should Want My Work To Show What Is In The Heart Of Such An Eccentric, Of Such A Nobody.

I Don't Know Anything With Certainty, But Seeing The Stars Makes Me Dream.

If One Has Such An Encounter It Is To Be Expected It Will Bring Him Into Conflict, Especially Conflict With Himself, Because One Sometimes Literally Does Not Know What To Do Or What Not To Do. But Is This Struggle And Even The Mistakes One May Make, Not Better, And Do They Not Develop Us More Than If We Keep Systematically Away From Emotions?