People call me the painter of dancing girls. It has never occurred to them that my chief interest in dancers lies in rendering movement and painting pretty clothes.

Art is vice. One does not wed it, one rapes it.

I'm glad I haven't found my style yet. I'd be bored to death.

These women of mine are decent, simple human beings who have no other concern than that of their physical condition... it is as though one were watching through a keyhole.

It requires courage to make a frontal attack on nature through the broad planes and the large lines and it is cowardly to do it by the facets and details. It is a battle.

In painting you must give the idea of the true by means of the false.

Make people's portraits in familiar and typical attitudes.