I have an indigestion of impressions; I must work them off before I go in for any more.

I don't want to look at any more of other people's works, for a month--not even at Nature's own.

I want to look at Roderick Hudson's.

The result of it all is that I 'm not afraid.
I can but try, as well as the rest of them! The fellow who did that gazing goddess yonder only made an experiment.

The other day, when I was looking at Michael Angelo's Moses, I was seized with a kind of defiance--a reaction against all this mere passive enjoyment of grandeur.