There is nothing that special to see when looking at me.

Sometimes I miss out the morning's painting session and instead study my Japanese books in the open.

I have never painted a self-portrait. I am less interested in myself as a subject for a painting than I am in other people, above all women... There is nothing special about me. I am a painter who paints day after day from morning to night... Who ever wants to know something about me... ought to look carefully at my pictures.

Art is a line around your thoughts.

I can paint and draw. I believe this myself and a few other people say that they believe this too. But I'm not certain of whether it's true.

Even when I have to write a simple letter I'm scared stiff as if faced with looming seasickness.

True relaxation, which would do me the world of good, does not exist for me.