No work of art is worth the bones of a Pomeranian Grenadier.

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.

Earth without art is just eh.

All artists are willing to suffer for their work. But why are so few prepared to learn to draw?

Treat a work of art like a prince: let it speak to you first.

What is art but a way of seeing?