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

One does not marry art. One ravishes it.

We were created to look at one another, weren't we?

The Dance instills in you something that sets you apart. Something heroic and remote.

The true traveler never arrives.

The artist does not draw what he sees, but what he must make others see. Only when he no longer knows what he is doing does the painter do good things. A picture is first of all a product of the imagination of the artist; it must never be a copy. If then two or three natural accents can be added, obviously no harm is done. The air we see in the paintings of the old masters is never the air we breathe.

Do portraits of people in familiar and typical attitudes, above all give to their face the same choice of expression that one gives to their body.