Who apart from the gods is without pain for his whole lifetime's length?
Joy came always after pain.
Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
In a painting, what counts is the unexpected.
Whatever is valuable in painting is precisely what one is incapable of talking about.
“Love? What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is.
Painting is an essentially concrete art and can only consist of real and existing things... an object which is abstract, not visible, non-existent, is not within the realm of painting.
People love mystery, and that is why they love my paintings.
Sarcasm helps me overcome the harsh reality we live in, eases pain and makes people smile.
Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.
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Language is much closer to film than painting is.
The world turns aside to let any man pass who knows where he is going. It is not death or pain that is to be dreaded, but the fear of pain or death.
Paintings have a life of their own that derives from the painter's soul.
I dream my painting and I paint my dream.
“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
Fables should be taught as fables, myths as myths, and miracles as poetic fantasies. To teach superstitions as truths is a most terrible thing. The child mind accepts and believes them, and only through great pain and perhaps tragedy can he be in after years relieved of them.
No society has been able to abolish human sadness, no political system can deliver us from the pain of living, from our fear of death, our thirst for the absolute. It is the human condition that directs the social condition, not vice versa.
My painting carries with it the message of pain.
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.
Lend your ears to music, open your eyes to painting, and... stop thinking!
You have your brush, you have your colors, paint your paradise, and in you go.
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
As far as you can avoid it, do not give grief to anyone. Never inflict your rage on another. If you hope for eternal rest, feel the pain yourself; but don’t hurt others.
If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michaelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, 'Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well
I can paint and draw. I believe this myself and a few other people say that they believe this too. But I'm not certain of whether it's true.
I'm a painter who paints day in day out, from morning till evening - figure pictures and landscapes, more rarely portraits.
A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light.”
Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”
Life is a strange thing. Why this longing for life? It is a game which no man wins. To live is to toil hard and to suffer sore, till old age creeps heavily upon us and we throw down our hands on the cold ashes of dead fires. It is hard to live. In pain the babe sucks his first breath, in pain the old man gasps his last, and all his days are full of trouble and sorrow; yet he goes down to the open arms of death, stumbling, falling, with head turned backward, fighting to the last. And death is kind. It is only life and the things of life that hurt. Yet we love life and we hate death. It is very strange.
No one can be a painter unless he cares for painting above all else.
There is only one true thing: instantly paint what you see. When you've got it, you've got it. When you haven't, you begin again. All the rest is humbug.
Modern paintings are like women, you'll never enjoy them if you try to understand them.
One can paint with two colors, and draw with one. Three, or four at most, have for centuries been enough men.
A beautiful thing never gives so much pain as does failing to hear and see it.
A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
When I know your soul, I will paint your eyes.
I would like to paint the way a bird sings.
I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
Man is a pupil, pain is his teacher.
How glorious it is - and also how painful - to be an exception.
"Be patient and tough; one day this pain will be useful to you.
It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.
The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?
Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.
Abstract painting is abstract. It confronts you. There was a reviewer a while back who wrote that my pictures didn't have any beginning or any end. He didn't mean it as a compliment, but it was.
Every good painter paints what he is.
It doesn't make much difference how the paint is put on as long as something has been said. Technique is just a means of arriving at a statement.
My paintings do not have a center, but depend on the same amount of interest throughout.
When I'm painting, I'm not aware of what I'm doing. It's only after a get acquainted period that I see what I've been about. I've no fears about making changes for the painting has a life of its own.
I continue to get further away from the usual painter's tools such as easel, palette, brushes, etc.
On the floor I am more at ease. I feel nearer, more part of the painting, since this way I can walk around it, work from the four sides and literally be in the painting.
The painting has a life of its own. I try to let it come through.
Colors in painting are as allurements for persuading the eyes, as the sweetness of meter is in poetry.
In my view, the composer, just as the poet, the sculptor or the painter, is in duty bound to serve Man, the people. He must beautify life and defend it. He must be a citizen first and foremost, so that his art might consciously extol human life and lead man to a radiant future.
Illness is the doctor to whom we pay most heed; to kindness, to knowledge, we make promise only; pain we obey.
As long as man continues to be the ruthless destroyer of lower beings will never know health or peace. He, who sows the fruit of murder and pain can not reap joy and love.
Paint with joy – with the same joy that you would make love to a woman.
It took me twenty years to discover painting: twenty years looking at nature, and above all, going to the Louvre.
With a limited palette, the older painters could do just as well as today... what they did was sounder.
“I have arrived more definitely than any other painter during his lifetime; honours shower upon me from every side; artists pay me compliments on my work; there are many people to whom my position must seem enviable…. But I don’t seem to have a single real friend!”
“If you paint the leaf on a tree without using a model, your imagination will only supply you with a few leaves; but Nature offers you millions, all on the same tree. No two leaves are exactly the same. The artist who paints only what is in his mind must very soon repeat himself.”
When I've painted a woman's bottom so that I want to touch it, then [the painting] is finished.”
I am still sensitive to beauty. I would say, almost more so! The objects are somewhat distorted, blurry like impressionist paintings that strike you, sometimes, and draw you in. But external beauty remains transitory, whereas the beauty of a text, of a sentence, is an idea that I will keep within me an entire day.
Nothing makes me so happy as to observe nature and to paint what I see.
The happiest is the person who suffers the least pain; most miserable the ones who enjoy the least pleasure
Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.
It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure.
It would be better if there were nothing. Since there is more pain than pleasure on earth, every satisfaction is only transitory, creating new desires and new distresses, and the agony of the devoured animal is always far greater than the pleasure of the devourer.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love.
People seldom see the halting and painful steps by which the most insignificant success is achieved.
Monet's work would have been even greater if he had not abandoned figure-painting.
I paint things as they are. I don't comment. I record.
These people annoy me. They want me to finish things. But I see them in such a way and paint them accordingly. Look, it is so easy to finish things.
The arts (painting, poetry, etc.) are not just these arts. Eating, drinking, walking are also arts, every act is an art.
Solitude, isolation, are painful things and beyond human endurance.