"The nearest I’d come to feeling anything like God was the plain blue cloudless sky and a certain silence, but how do you pray to that?"
"When you go out to paint, try to forget what objects you have before you—a tree, a house, a field, or whatever. Merely think, here is a little square of blue, here an oblong of pink, here a streak of yellow, and paint it just as it looks to you, the exact color and shape, until it gives you your own naïve impression of the scene before you."