Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get up again.

Those Dutchmen had hardly any imagination or fantasy, but their good taste and their scientific knowledge of composition were enormous.

In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing.

If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.

I wish they would only take me as I am.

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.