I know very well what I am about and that my skies have not been neglected, though they often failed in execution - and often no doubt from over anxiety about them.

I never saw an ugly thing in my life: for let the form of an object be what it may - light, shade, and perspective will always make it beautiful.

Light - dews - breezes - bloom - and freshness; not one of which... has yet been perfected on the canvas of any painter in the world.

It will be difficult to name a class of landscape in which the sky is not the key note, the standard of scale, and the chief organ of sentiment.

It is the soul that sees; the outward eyes Present the object, but the Mind descries. We see nothing till we truly understand it.

The sound of water escaping from mill-dams, etc., willows, old rotten planks, slimy posts, and brickwork.those scenes made me a painter and I am grateful.

The sky is the source of light in Nature and it governs everything.

We see nothing till we truly understand it.

When I sit down to make a sketch from nature, the first thing I try to do is to forget that I have ever seen a picture.

An artist who is self-taught is taught by a very ignorant person indeed.

Turner has outdone himself; he seems to paint with tinted steam, so evanescent and so airy.

Until we are all free, we are none of us free.

I believe gangsta rap, as such, in its foundation is simply anti-systemic and transgressive.

Unfortunately for novelists, real life is getting way too funny and far-fetched.

It is not a sentimental, but a grimly literal fact that unless we share this terrestrial globe with creatures other than ourselves, we shall not be able to live on it for long.

I've come to realize that life, while being everything, is also strangely not much. Except when the light shines on it a different way and then you realize it's a lot after all!

If success is a habit, it is a hard one to acquire.

Security is a false God. Begin to make sacrifices to it and you are lost.

I guess we resist changing, because we are afraid of change.

Will it be a great source of comfort to certain Canadian boys to know that the bullet that maimed them for life was made from Canadian nickel sold by the International Nickel Company?

I thought, if I went into business I'd be able to control my own destiny.