For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. |
For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. |
Great things are not done by impulse, but by a series of small things brought together. |
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? |
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? |
How difficult it is to be simple. |
How rich art is; if one can only remember what one has seen, one is never without food for thought or truly lonely, never alone. |
How to achieve such anomalies, such alterations and re-fashionings of reality so what comes out of it are lies, if you like, but lies that are more than literal truth. |
However, the painter of the future will be a colorist, such as has never yet existed. Manet was working towards it, but as you know the Impressionists have already got a stronger color than Manet. This painter of the future- I can't imagine him doing |
I am not an adventurer by choice but by fate. |
I am not strictly speaking mad, for my mind is absolutely normal in the intervals, and even more so than before. But during the attacks it is terrible - and then I lose consciousness of everything. But that spurs me on to work and to seriousness, as a miner who is always in danger makes haste in what he does. |
I am risking my life for my work, and half my reason has gone. |
I am still far from being what I want to be, but with God's help I shall succeed. |
I believe that it may happen that one will succeed, and one must not begin to despair, even though defeated here and there; and even though one sometimes feels a kind of decay, though things go differently from the expected, it is necessary to take heart again and new courage. For the great things are not done by impulse, but by a series of small things brought together. And great things are not something accidental, but must certainly be willed. What is drawing? How does one learn it? It is working through an invisible iron wall that seems to stand between what one feels and what one can do. |
I can very well do without God both in my life and in my painting, but I cannot, suffering as I am, do without something which is greater than I am, which is my life, the power to create |