The Sight Of Stars Makes Me Dream.

...and Then, I Have Nature And Art And Poetry, And If That Is Not Enough, What Is Enough?

And Painted Portraits Have A Life Of Their Own That Comes From Deep In The Soul Of The Painter And Where The Machine Can't Go.

Oh! I Must Somehow Manage To Do A Figure In A Few Strokes.

Love Always Brings Difficulties, That Is True, But The Good Side Of It Is That It Gives Energy.

I Am Astonished At The High Prices Paid For Works By Painters Who Are Dead, Prices None Of Them Could Expect When They Were Alive. It Is A Kind Of Tulip Trade, In Which Living Painters Suffer But Do Not Profit.