Don't be afraid of putting on color, refine the work little by little.

It is absurd to look for perfection.

I sometimes have a horrible fear of turning up a canvas of mine. I'm always afraid of finding a monster in place of the precious jewels I thought I had put there!

God takes care of imbeciles, little children and artists.

I remember that, although I was full of fervour, I didn't have the slightest inkling, even at forty, of the deeper side to the movement we were pursuing by instinct. It was in the air!

At fifty, that is in 1880, I formulated the idea of unity, without being able to render it. At sixty, I am beginning to see the possibility of rendering it.

I began to understand my sensations, to know what I wanted, at around the age of forty - but only vaguely.