So that's the telephone? They ring, and you run.

What a horrible thing yellow is.

Art critic! Is that a profession? When I think we are stupid enough, we painters, to solicit those people's compliments and to put ourselves into their hands! What shame! Should we even accept that they talk about our work?

What a delightful thing is the conversation of specialists! One understands absolutely nothing and it's charming.

Art is vice. You don't marry it legitimately, you rape it.

Nothing in art should seem accidental, not even movement

Only when he no longer knows what he is doing does the painter do good things.