A painting which does not take its inspiration from the heart is nothing more than futile juggling.

The eye and fantasy feel more attracted by nebulous distance than by that which is close and distinct in front of us.

A painting which does not take its inspiration from the heart is nothing more than futile juggling.

The divine is everywhere, even in a grain of sand; there I represented it in the reeds.

You call me a misanthrope because I avoid society. You err; I love society. Yet in order not to hate people, I must avoid their company.

All authentic art is conceived at a sacred moment and nourished in a blessed hour; an inner impulse creates it, often without the artist being aware of it.

I must stay alone and know that I am alone to contemplate and feel nature in full; I have to surrender myself to what encircles me, I have to merge with my clouds and rocks in order to be what I am.