I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.

For myself I hold no preferences among flowers so long as they are wild free spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!

And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.

Forests lakes and rivers clouds and winds stars and flowers stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence leaves its impress upon the soul of man.

Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.

Earth laughs in flowers.

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.

I don't like painting flowers in my music. I like painting guts and pain.

The advice I am giving always to all my students is above all to study the music profoundly... music is like the ocean and the instruments are little or bigger islands very beautiful for the flowers and trees.

I draw flowers every day and send them to my friends so they get fresh blooms every morning.