Once they witnessed one of his painting sold at auction for $100,000. And asked how you do it, he said, 'I feel as a horse must feel when the beautiful cup is given to the jockey.'

No art is less spontaneous than mine. What I do is the result of reflection and the study of the great masters.

And even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes.

An artist must approach his work in the spirit of the criminal about to commit a crime.

He once said that he wished to be famous, but unknown.

Boredom soon overcomes me when I am contemplating nature.

C'est vrai. Voilá quelqu'un qui sent comme moi. (It is true. There is someone who feels as I do).