The source of genius is imagination alone, the refinement of the senses that sees what others do not see, or sees them differently.

If one considered life as a simple loan, one would perhaps be less exacting. We possess actually nothing; everything goes through us.

Everyone knows that yellow, orange, and red suggest ideas of joy and plenty. I can paint you the skin of Venus with mud, provided you let me surround it as I will.

A picture is nothing but a bridge between the soul of the artist and that of the spectator.

The artist who aims at perfection in everything achieves it in nothing.

We work not only to produce, but to give value to time.

Talent does whatever it wants to do. Genius does only what it can.

One never paints violently enough.

Seeing artistically does not happen automatically. We must constantly develop our powers of observation.

A fine suggestion, a sketch with great feeling, can be as expressive as the most finished product.

What moves those of genius, what inspires their work is not new ideas, but their obsession with the idea that what has already been said is still not enough.

His heart is the rhythm, mine is the echo.

May you get more out of life than a cup of tea.

Every damn fool thing you do in this life you pay for.

The mystery of the beginning of all things is insoluble by us and I for one must be content to remain agnostic.

The men who have done big things are those who were not afraid to attempt big things who were not afraid to risk failure in order to gain success.

In other parts of the world where I go, people are worried about, Jeez, you know, I really wanted to buy my kids shoes this year.

I do feel like the hardest thing is to do something simple and tap into whatever remains of our common language rather than cultivating your own willfully esoteric vocabulary.

I think damage to the eye or damage to the teeth is one of the most universally cringing things you can do in a movie and these are very fragile sounds.

Also, he was smoking a cigar, and when a man is smoking a cigar, wearing a hat, he has an advantage; it is harder to find out how he feels.

Michael Cole loves me and I love it!