Draughtsmen may be made, but colourists are born.

Cold exactitude is not art; ingenious artifice, when it pleases or when it expresses, is art itself.

If one considered life as a simple loan, one would perhaps be less exacting. We possess actually nothing; everything goes through us.

Do all the work you can; that is the whole philosophy of the good way of life.

Even when we look at nature, our imagination constructs the picture.

The outcome of my days is always the same; an infinite desire for what one never gets; a void one cannot fill; an utter yearning to produce in all ways, to battle as much as possible against time that drags us along, and the distractions that throw a veil over our soul.

The secret of not having worries, for me at least, is to have ideas.