A Tree Growing Out Of

Strokes Carry A Message Whether You Will It Or Not. The Stroke Is Just Like The Artist At The Time He Makes It. All The Certainties, All The Uncertainties, All The Bigness Of His Spirit And The Littlenesses Are In It.

The Real Artist's Work Is A Surprise To Himself.

Finished Persons Are Very Common - People Who Are Closed Up, Quite Satisfied That There Is Little More To Learn

You Will Never Draw The Sense Of A Thing Unless You Are Feeling It At The Time You Work.

In Certain Books—some Way In The First Few Paragraphs You Know That You Have Met A Brother.