The Lamps Are Burning And The Starry

I Hope I Shall Be Able To Make Some Drawings In Which There Is Something Human.

You Have First To Experience What You Want To Express.

The Sight Of Stars Makes Me Dream.

The Great Artist Is The Simplifier.

Though I Am Often In The Depths Of Misery, There Is Still Calmness, Pure Harmony And Music Inside Me. I See Paintings Or Drawings In The Poorest Cottages, In The Dirtiest Corners. And My Mind Is Driven Towards These Things With An Irresistible Momentum.