“I thought I was learning to live; I was only learning to die.”

Poor is the pupil who does not surpass his master.

I am not poor. Poor are those who desire many things.

Nature is the source of all true knowledge. She has her own logic, her own laws, she has no effect without cause nor invention without necessity.

Art lives from constraints and dies from freedom.

A diamond is just a lump of coal that stuck to its job.

Nothing can be loved or hated unless it is first understood.

Being willing is not enough. We must do.

The five senses are the ministers of the soul.

Art is never finished, only abandoned.

Reprove your friend in secret and praise him openly.

Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art.

Fix your course on a star and you’ll navigate any storm.

Truth is so excellent, that if it praises but small things they become noble.

Be a mirror, absorb everything around you and still remain the same.

Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.

To become an artist you have to be curious.

If you don’t find a way to make money while you sleep, you will work until you die.

Use your blood to paint. Keep painting until you faint. Keep painting until you die.

The day we see the truth and cease to speak is the day we begin to die.

Wars have never hurt anybody except the people who die.

You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it.

He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.

It’s all God’s will: you can die in your sleep, and God can spare you in battle.

She looked just like a painting dying to speak.