I Will Not Live Without Love.

Rembrandt Is So Deeply Mysterious That He Says Things For Which There Are No Words In Any Language.

One May Have A Blazing Hearth In One's Soul And Yet No One Ever Came To Sit By It. Passers-by See Only A Wisp Of Smoke From The Chimney And Continue On Their Way.

I Long So Much To Make Beautiful Things. But Beautiful Things Require Effort And Disappointment And Perseverance.

I Consciously Choose The Dog's Path Through Life. I Shall Be Poor; I Shall Be A Painter.

Art Is To Console Those Who Are Broken By Life.