All that I have to offer as an artist is the revelation of my soul

I use everything that I pick up in my memory, and everything that vibrates in my soul.

Anyone who presumes to teach art has no understanding of it.

We should return to the Greeks, play in the open air: the drama dies of stalls and boxes and evening dress, and people who come to digest their dinner.

When we grow old, there can only be one regret - not to have given enough of ourselves.

All that I have to offer as an artist is the revelation of my soul

... does it seem to you that it is possible to speak of Art? It would be the same as explaining love!