If I had my will, I would live in a ship on the sea and never come nearer to humanity than that!

I did not use paint, I made myself up morally.

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.

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

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

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

I have the greatest of all riches: that of not desiring them.