Progress in art does not consist in reducing limitations, but in knowing them better.

In art, progress lies not in an extension, but in a knowledge of limitations.

One has to guard against a formula that is good for everything, that can interpret reality in addition to the other arts, and that rather than creating can only result in a style, or a stylization.

One must not imitate what one wants to create.

I couldn't portray a women in all her natural loveliness.. I haven't the skill. No one has. I must, therefore, create a new sort of beauty, the beauty that appears to me in terms of volume of line, of mass, of weight, and through that beauty interpret my subjective impression. Nature is mere a pretext for decorative composition, plus sentiment. It suggests emotion, and I translate that emotion into art. I want to express the absolute, not merely the factitious woman.

Art is a wound turned into light.

I do not believe in objects. I believe only in their relationships.