If We Master A Bit

When You Look At Art Made By Other People, You See What You Need To See In It.

The More I Work, The More I See Things Differently, That Is, Everything Gains In Grandeur Every Day, Becomes More And More Unknown, More And More Beautiful. The Closer I Come, The Grander It Is, The More Remote It Is.

If Only Someone Else Could Paint What I See, It Would Be Marvellous, Because Then I Wouldnt Have To Paint At All.

The More You Fail, The More You Succeed. It Is Only When Everything Is Lost And - Instead Of Giving Up - You Go On, That You Experience The Momentary Prospect Of Some Slight Progress. Suddenly You Have The Feeling - Be It An Illusion Or Not - That Something New Has Opened Up.

In The Past I Have Never Thought About Loneliness When Working, And I Don't Think About It Now. Yet There Must Be A Reason For The Fact That So Many People Talk About It.