The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is is another question.

Vivent les fous qui sautent à pieds joints là où n'osent se poser les anges.

It was a masterpiece. Nobody bought it. (re: Rain, Steam and Speed - The Great Western Railway, 1844)

Not everyone with a painting brush is an artist, likewise not everyone with a camera is a photographe

There's nothing an artist needs more - even more than excellent tools and stamina - than a deadline.

Wherever I wander off to, when I draw, when I paint, I get my life back. I am lucky that I am an Artist.

She pours sugar on her life and drinks the artist’s marrow in the bone of her glass and she lives.

But you're an artist. you should know there's more to a story than the part happening right now.

The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.

I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy.I'm tired of driving till I see stars in my eyes.

The artist must be like that Marine. He has to know how to be miserable. He has to love being miserable.

The soul of an artist cannot be muted indefinitely. It must either be expressed or it will consume the host.

Be an artist, in whatever little faculty possible.For the Earth, without ‘Art’ is just ‘Eh

This is the only real concern of the artist, to recreate out of the disorder of life that order which is art.

The only obligation any artist can have is to himself. His works means nothing, otherwise. It has no meaning.