I don’t know what’s fixed in the world. I just know that once I see the stars, I start dreaming.
I am increasingly convinced that the costs of creating good things are hard work, disappointment and perseverance. First pain, then joy.
Everyone has a fire in his heart, and the passers-by sees only smoke.
One must never extinguish the fire in one’s heart, but keep it burning all the time.
I dream of painting, I paint my dream.
Normal condition is like a paved road: it’s comfortable to walk, but it doesn’t grow flowers.
I think this is a tragedy in the great man’s experience. They often die before their work is recognized by their work.
There is something in my body. What is that?
Genius always begins by hindering artists. I will never allow that resistance to lead me astray.
I always go all out to paint, because my greatest hunger desire is to create beautiful works.
Sadness will last forever.
Everyone has a fire in his heart. Passers-by only see smoke.
Maybe there’s a fire in our soul, but nobody uses it to warm themselves up.
All that I have created for nature is chestnuts, taken from the fire. Ah, those who do not believe in the sun are those who have betrayed God.
Never think that the deceased will die forever. As long as someone lives, the deceased will live forever and forever.
Lest he slow down, he will be drowned in the dust of the years.
People must really love their fellows, and I will try my best to make myself have such a heart.
I saw his fire in the crowd and walked quickly.
I am increasingly convinced that the price of creating good things is effort, disappointment and perseverance. First pain, then joy.
I have nature, art and poetry. What else can I not be satisfied with?
I think this is a tragedy in the experience of great men… They often die before their work is recognized by their work.
While they were alive, they suffered constant oppression from obstacles and difficulties in the struggle for survival.
Even if I continue to suffer setbacks, do not lose heart; even if I am physically and mentally exhausted, even at the edge of collapse, but also face life.
As long as the living person is still alive, the dead person will not die.
When I draw a man, I will paint his life.
In fact, we traverse the earth, we just experience life.
There is no art more true than love.
As long as the living are still alive, the dead are always alive.
Hope is expressed by a star, and desire is expressed by a sunset glow.
Life is only a season of sowing, and the harvest is not here.
If a painter sees different colors from others, other painters will say that he is mad.
Many painters are afraid of blank canvas, but blank canvas is also afraid of real enthusiastic painters who dare to cap risks.
There is nothing immortal, including art itself. The only immortality is the understanding of man and the world conveyed by art.
But there will always be someone, there will always be someone who can see the fire, and then come and accompany me.
It is my life – the power of creation.
In the corner of the soul there may be a stove burning hot flames, but no one comes to warm it; the passers-by only glimpses the chimney.
I want to draw a touching sketch. What I want to express through characters or scenery is not sadness, but sincere sadness.
I think death is easier than life. Death is painful, but life is more painful than death.
Don’t extinguish your inspiration and imagination. Don’t be a slave to your model.
My work is my body and soul, for which I am willing to risk losing my life and reason.
Let me struggle along my own path. Don’t lose courage, don’t let up.
In my life and painting, I may not want God, but a fool like me can’t live without something greater than me.