".. a crow, a quick, tame animal with immaculate feathering walks around here at home; I hope to be able to benefit a lot of it, because I love crows so much. The surroundings here are very different than around Delft; more forest, sometimes even heath, often overgrown with beautiful, white birch trees. I have not yet come to work outside however, because, when I think of my crow I walk home again, but may be it change, who knows."

“..Painting never means just never picturing the material things, but it is a psychological function, an expression of how his mind responds to things. So that is quite a difference with: painting is showing the beauty of things.”

“Besides, the entire impressionism usually presented merely the things from the outside. And sometimes they did it so perfectly that a seventeen century painting looks clumsy, as far as seeing is concerned.”

“I really love Thijs Maris and his works possess for me a peculiar charm.. .You will certainly love Thijs Maris yourself and then you know.. ..how lovely it is to walk along in his childlike ardour.”

“While holding a keen eye on all the yelling at the markets, let's prefer to stay away from many of those things that attract at times other painters - if necessary, unknown - to be able to continue the work quietly at times.”

“c. 100 images of art-works by Jan Mankes”

“What dusty and sober can a day in August be. You would like to take yourself away on such a day because of all the misery that is trying to penetrate you. But you know: the serene evening is coming and the lapwing sounds over the low fields. You are walking in the dew and see the backs of the cows and the steaming trees. and the thought of all these things blesses that fierce August Day, and you don't start to grumble and scold, or try to change or improve it, but you are seeking a quiet, shadowy corner somewhere on a deserted place here and there and you wait and know that it will come. Nature doesn't hide anything, but gives everything; and those days in August, they also have to get a place in our spiritual community. But the nights with winter-storms, they will also come and the lovely mornings and evenings in May, which are nothing but profundity. Only that depth, which we will get by experiencing all extremes, can create true friendship. Shall fate allow us to walk through all these phases?”