The underlying principles or fundamentals should be so hidden away by the beauty they are eventually to support, that it would require much digging to disclose them.

We must have design in a picture even at the expense of truth. You are using nature for your artistic needs.

A picture is a work of art, not because it is 'modern,' nor because it is 'ancient,' but because it is a sincere expression of human feeling.

To the artist, the forest is an asylum of peace and dancing shadows.

Reserve is strength; overstatement is weakness. No one cares to hear the singer's topmost notes when the voice is 'nigh onto breaking.

Too much reality in a picture is always a disappointment to the imaginative soul. We love suggestion and not hard facts.

In the anxiety to get beautiful colour harmony do not exhaust all combinations on one canvas.

Clouds are fascinating to paint because they are the only element in a landscape that possesses free movement.

The great paintings are the ones with the most subtle value relationships. The closer you could bring your values and still distinguish between them, the stronger you were as a painter.

Good colour really means good taste; and 'powerful' colour means a reserve, to give a climax its full force, and not 'red, white, and blue all over.

If you're going to paint from photos, make sure you've painted for at least ten years.

It is not the strength, but the duration, of great sentiments that makes great men.

I didn't know that there was a thin line between ignorance and arrogance.

I am thankful that all the people in the world who absolutely, positively, know what God wants, usually kill mostly each other.

Until the great mass of the people shall be filled with the sense of responsibility for each other's welfare, social justice can never be attained.

Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick, I was on 125 and St.Nick

I realized the structure in a collection is how they're put together. Structuring the collection became the art of it for me. Because the stories had all been written.

Heaven, the seat of bliss, Brooks not the works of violence and war.

A forest is mystery but the desert is truth. Life pared to the bone.

I see tendencies, I see body language.

In the midst of life we are in death, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection.