As I Grew Older, I Realized That

An Artist Of Understanding And Experience Can Show More Of His Great Power And Art In Small Things Roughly And Rudely Done, Than Many Another In A Great Work. A Man May Often Draw Something With His Pen On A Half Sheet Of Paper In One Day . . . . And It Shall Be Fuller Of Art And Better Than Another's Great Work Whereon He Hath Spent A Whole Year's Careful Labor.

Love And Delight Are Better Teachers Than Compulsion.

As I Grew Older, I Realized That It Was Much Better To Insist On The Genuine Forms Of Nature, For Simplicity Is The Greatest Adornment Of Art.

Nature Holds The Beautiful, For The Artist Who Has The Insight To Extract It. Thus, Beauty Lies Even In Humble, Perhaps Ugly Things, And The Ideal, Which Bypasses Or Improves On Nature, May Not Be Truly Beautiful In The End.

Sane Judgment Abhors Nothing So Much As A Picture Perpetrated With No Technical Knowledge, Although With Plenty Of Care And Diligence.