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!

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

It is absurd to look for perfection.

Cover the canvas at the first go, and then work on till you see nothing more to add ... Don't proceed according to rules and principles, but paint what you observe and feel. Paint generously and unhesitatingly, for it is best not to lose the first impression.

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.

When you do a thing with your whole soul and everything that is noble within you, you always find your counterpart.

All the sorrow, all the bitterness, all the sadness, I forget them and ignore them in the joy of working.