I remember my father, who was 'somebody' in the synagogue, bringing home with him one of the poor men who waited outside to be chosen to share the Passover meal. These patriarchal manners I remember well, although there was about… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
When I was doing Professor Albert Einstein's bust he had many a jibe at the Nazi professors, one hundred of whom had condemned his… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
A wife, a lover, can perhaps never see what the artist sees They rarely ever do. Perhaps a really mediocre artist has more chance… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
My earliest recollections are of the teeming East Side where I was born. This Hester Street and its surrounding streets were the most densely… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
Early on I saw the plastic quality in colored people and had friends among them; and later was to work from colored models and… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
My reading and drawing drew me away from the ordinary interests, and I lived a great deal in the world of imagination, feeding upon… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
A sculptor is supposed to be a dull dog anyway, so why should he not break out in colour sometimes, and in my case… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
My parents did not discourage me but could not understand how I could make a living by art. Their idea of an artist was… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
The artist who imagines that he puts his best into a portrait in order to produce something good, which will be a pleasure to… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
To accuse me of making sensations is the easiest way of attacking me, and in reality leaves the question of sculpture untouched. — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
There are infinite modes of expression in the world of art, and to insist that only by one road can the artist attain his… — Jacob Epstein Copy Share Image
