The Source Of Genius Is Imagination Alone.

The Outcome Of My Days Is Always The Same; An Infinite Desire For What One Never Gets; A Void One Cannot Fill; An Utter Yearning To Produce In All Ways, To Battle As Much As Possible Against Time That Drags Us Along, And The Distractions That Throw A Veil Over Our Soul.

In Abandoning The Vagueness Of The Sketch The Artist Shows More Of His Personality By Revealing The Range But Also The Limitations Of His Talent.

Talent Does Whatever It Wants To Do. Genius Does Only What It Can.

Finishing A Painting Demands A Heart Of Steel: Everything Requires A Decision, And I Find Difficulties Where I Least Expect Them... It Is At Such Moments That One Fully Realizes One's Own Weaknesses.

A Wife Of Your Own Stature Is The Greatest Of All Blessings.