Quotes About Individuality

The sunflower is mine, in a way.

Do not quench your inspiration and your imagination; do not become the slave of your model.

I would sooner paint people's eyes than cathedrals, for there is something in the eyes that is lacking in a cathedral - however solemn and impressive it may be. To my mind a man's soul, be it that of a poor beggar or of a streetwalker, is more interesting.

What I am in the eyes of most people - a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person - somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then - even if that were absolutely true, then I should like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart.

One begins by plaguing oneself to no purpose in order to be true to nature, and one concludes by working quietly from one's own palette alone, and then nature is the result.

What am I in the eyes of most people? A good-for-nothing, an eccentric and disagreeable man, somebody who has no position in society and never will have. Very well, even if that were true, I should want to show by my work what there is in the heart of such an eccentric man, of such a nobody.

What am I in the eyes of most people –a nonentity or an eccentric or an obnoxious person –someone who has no position in society and never will have, in short the lowest of the low. Well, then –even if that were all absolutely true, I should one day like to show by my work what there is in the heart of such an eccentric, of such a nobody.

I have had no "guidance or teaching" from others to speak of, but taught myself; no wonder my technique, considered superficially, differs from that of others. But that's no reason for my work to remain unsaleable. I feel pretty sure that the large "Sorrow," "The Old Woman of the Geest," the "Old Man," and others, will find a purchaser someday.

Biliyorsun, ÅŸakay?k çiçeÄŸi Jeannine'ndir, hatmi çiçeÄŸi Quost'a aittir, ayçiçeÄŸi de galiba biraz benim...

You may know that the peony is Jeannin's, the hollyhock belongs to Quost, but the sunflower is mine in a way.

Every man must bear his own burden.

Não posso me preocupar com o que as pessoas pensam de mim, é preciso que eu avance, é nisto que tenho que pensar

I prefer painting people's eyes to cathedrals, for there is something in the eyes that is not in the cathedral, however solemn and imposing the latter may be — a human soul, be it that of a poor beggar or of a street walker, is more interesting to me.

Quero fazer desenhos que impressionem certas pessoas.

What am I in the eyes of most people?--a nobody, or an eccentric and disagreeable man--somebody who has no position in society and never will have, in short, the lowest of the low. Very well, even if that were true, then I should want to show by my work what there is in the heart of such an eccentric man, of such a nobody.

Não renuncio à ideia que tenho sobre o retrato, pois é uma boa coisa lutar por isto, e mostrar às pessoas que existe nelas algo além do que um fotógrafo com sua máquina pode revelar

In any case, whether people approve or do not approve of what I do and how I do it, I for my part know no other way than to wrestle so long with nature that she tells me her secret.

Enfim, seja como for, eu quero ir adiante a qualquer custo, quero ser eu mesmo.

É que sinto em mim a obstinação e estou acima do que as pessoas possam dizer de mim e de minha obra

I should not be surprised if the impressionists soon find fault with my way of working, for it has been fertilized by the ideas of Delacroix rather than by theirs. Because, instead of trying to reproduce exactly what I have before my eyes, I use colour more arbitrarily so as to express myself forcibly.

But always those same conventional eyes, noses, mouths - waxlike and smooth and cold. It cannot but always remain lifeless. And the painted portraits have a life of their own, coming straight from the painter's soul, which the machine cannot reach. The more one looks at photographs, the more one feels this, I think.

Rappard said to me, "A human being is not a lump of peat, since a human being cannot bear being flung into a loft to be forgotten there." And he pointed out that he considered it a great misfortune for me not to be able to live at home. Do please give that some thought.

My parents and my whole family. Tersteeg, and along with him a lot of fellows who knew me when I was with Goupil & Co., went so far in their disapproval of all my doings that these last years, instead of wasting any more time on attempts to convince them, I, who have no time to waste, have simply given them the cold shoulder in my turn - and let them say, think, do whatever they like without minding it the least little bit.

How does one become mediocre? By complying with and conforming to one thing today and another tomorrow, as the world dictates, by never contradicting the world and by heeding public opinion"_Page.250