To Arrive Is To Be In Prison.

...i Am Driven On By An Idea That I Really Only Grasp As It Grows With The Picture.

Love Wants To Rise, Not To Be Held Down By Anything Base... He Who Loves Flies, Runs, And Rejoices; He Is Free And Nothing Holds Him Back. Derive Happiness From Yourself, From A Good Day's Work, From The Clearing That It Makes In The Fog That Surrounds Us.

I Dream Of An Art Of Balance, Of Quietness, Something Analogous To A Good Armchair.

Don't Wait For Inspiration. It Comes While One Is Working.

A Distinction Is Made Between Artists Who Work Directly From Nature And Those Who Work Purely From Imagination. Neither If These Methods Should Be Preferred To The Exclusion Of The Other. Often Both Are Used In Turn By The Same Man.