Inside you there's an artist you don't know about. He's not interested in how things look different in moonlight.

If the artist only reproduces superficial features as photography does, if he copies the lineaments of a face exactly, without reference to character, he deserves no admiration. The resemblance which he ought to obtain is that of the soul.

The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms, Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him.

What is drawing? Not once in describing the shape of the mass did I shift my eyes from the model. Why? Because I wanted to be sure that nothing evaded my grasp of it... My objective is to test to what extent my hands already feel what my eyes see.

The body always expresses the spirit whose envelope it is. And for him who can see, the nude offers the richest meaning.

Mystery is like a kind of atmosphere which bathes the greatest works of the masters.

The human body is first and foremost a mirror to the soul and its greatest beauty comes from that.