Draughtsmen May Be Made, But Colourists Are

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

Even When We Look At Nature, Our Imagination Constructs The Picture.

Experience Alone Can Give, Even To The Greatest Talent, That Confidence In Having Done All That Could Be Done.

One Never Paints Violently Enough.

Can Any Man Say With Certainty That He Was Happy At A Particular Moment Of Time Which He Remembers As Being Delightful? Remembering It Certainly Makes Him Happy, Because He Realizes How Happy He Could Have Been, But At The Actual Moment When The Alleged Happiness Was Occurring, Did He Really Feel Happy? He Was Like A Man Owning A Piece Of Ground In Which, Unknown To Himself, A Treasure Lay Buried.