There is no fundamental difference between man and the lower animals in their mental faculties... The lower animals, like man, manifestly feel pleasure and pain, happiness, and misery.
I cannot judge my work while I am doing it. I have to do as painters do, stand back and view it from a distance, but not too great a distance.
I think men who have a pierced ear are better prepared for marriage. They've experienced pain and bought jewelry.
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot; others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain.
Live a balanced life - Learn some and think some, and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
If a man have a genius for painting, poetry, music, architecture, or philosophy, he makes a bad husband, and an ill provider.
Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression.
Eloquence is a painting of the thoughts.
The happiest is the person who suffers the least pain; the most miserable who enjoys the least pleasure.
I dream my painting, and then I paint my dream.
And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
A painting is never finished - it simply stops in interesting places.
Please subdue the anguish of your soul. Nobody is destined only to happiness or to pain. The wheel of life takes one up and down by turn.
You think your pains and heartbreaks are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who have ever been alive.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
The secret of joy is the mastery of pain.
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.
In science it often happens that scientists say, "You know that's a really good argument; my position is mistaken," and then they would actually change their minds and you never hear that old view from them again. They really do it. It doesn't happen as often as it should, because scientists are human and change is sometimes painful. But it happens every day. I cannot recall the last time something like that happened in politics or religion.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
With what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence--o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, And memory, like a drop that, night and day, Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
I think I love and reverence all arts equally, only putting my own just above the others; because in it I recognize the union and culmination of my own. To me it seems as if when God conceived the world, that was Poetry; He formed it, and that was Sculpture; He colored it, and that was Painting; He peopled it with living beings, and that was the grand, divine, eternal Drama.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry. But were we burd'ned with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain: So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee, With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me; But if thou live to see like right bereft, This fool-begged patience in thee will be left.
Those who give bad advice to the prudent, both lose their pains and are laughed to scorn. [Lat., Consilia qui dant prava cautis hominibus, Et perdunt operam et deridentur tupiter.]
Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression.