Insults are pouring down on me as thick as hail.

Insults are pouring down on me as thick as hail.

Concision in art is a necessity and an elegance. The verbose painter bores: who will get rid of all these trimmings?

You would hardly believe how difficult it is to place a figure alone on a canvas, and to concentrate all the interest on this single and universal figure and still keep it living and real.

There is only one true thing: instantly paint what you see. When you've got it, you've got it. When you haven't, you begin again. All the rest is humbug.

The country only has charms for those not obliged to stay there.

The attacks of which I have been the object have broken the spring of life in me... People don't realize what it feels like to be constantly insulted.