I would advise young artists to paint as they can, as long as they can, without being afraid of painting badly.

Colors pursue me like a constant worry. They even worry me in my sleep.

It is a tragedy that we live in a world where physical courage is so common, and moral courage is so rare.

The older I become the more I realize of that I have to work very hard to reproduce what I search: the instantaneous. The influence of the atmosphere on the things and the light scattered throughout.

It is only too easy to catch people's attention by doing something worse than anyone else has dared to do it before.

It's on the strength of observation and reflection that one finds a way. So we must dig and delve unceasingly.

My life has been nothing but a failure.