To my mind the old masters are not art; their value is in their scarcity.

I think art is inherently nonviolent and it actually occupies your mind with creation rather than destruction.

The painter wanders and loiters contentedly from place to place, always on the lookout for some brilliant butterfly of a picture which can be caught and carried safely home.

No two cities have counted more with mankind than Athens and Jerusalem. Their messages in religion, philosophy, and art have been the main guiding lights of modern faith and culture.

Without tradition, art is a flock of sheep without a shepherd. Without innovation, it is a corpse.

This beginning with Audacity, or being thrown into the middle of it, is already a very great part of the art of painting.