The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door.
All moral laws are merely statements that certain kinds of actions will have good effects.
A great artist is always before his time or behind it.
The lot of critics is to be remembered by what they failed to understand.
Too late for fruit, too soon for flowers.
Only the man who has enough good in him to feel the justice of the penalty can be punished.
It does not matter how badly you paint so long as you don’t paint badly like other people.
All day long the door of the sub-conscious remains just ajar; we slip through to the other side, and return again, as easily and secretly as a cat.
A lost but happy dream may shed its light upon our waking hours, and the whole day may be infected with the gloom of a dreary or sorrowful one; yet of neither may we be able to recover a trace.