I Always Dream A Painting Like That,

The Emotions Are Sometimes So Strong That I Work Without Knowing It. The Strokes Come Like Speech.

Art Is Something Greater And Higher Than Our Own Skill Or Knowledge Or Learning. That Art Is Something Which, Though Produced By Human Hands, Is Not Wrought By Hands Alone, But Wells Up From A Deeper Source, From A Man's Soul.

Love Is Eternal, The Aspect May Change, But Not The Essence. 


It Is The Painting That Makes Me So Happy These Days.

The Fishermen Know That The Sea Is Dangerous And The Storm Terrible, But They Have Never Found These Dangers Sufficient Reason For Remaining Ashore.