A person himself believes that all the other portraits are good likenesses except the one of himself.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.

What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.

I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.

All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart's blood. Art is your heart's blood.

There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.

The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.

Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?

I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man's urge to open his heart

You will be happy, when you connect to the source of life, God.

Love writes without words.

I just realized, baby, right now, thinking of how I could take this pain away from you, I just realized that you have to feel it. You gotta make your way through all the bad stuff to get to the good.

We're not quitting until I'm satisfied you know what you're doing, " he said in a low voice."Until we're both satisfied, " she corrected. Killing. Him.

Justice implies knowledge of the right and proper place for a thing or a being to be

It's best to have failure happen early in life. It wakes up the Phoenix bird in you so you rise from the ashes.

The same sun that hardens the clay softens the wax.

When I'm online, I'm alone in a room, tapping on a keyboard, staring at a cathode-ray tube.

I do believe in angels and I believe that a lot of these people I'm supposed to meet. The photograph serves as evidence; it causes me to reflect on when I met this person.

Is not poetry the food of love?