Drawing is . . . not an exercise of particular dexterity, but above all a means of expressing intimate feelings and moods.

Much of the beauty that arises in art comes from the struggle an artist wages with his limited medium.

When I put a green, it is not grass. When I put a blue, it is not the sky.

Simple colours can affect the intimate feelings with all the more force because they are simple.

In art, truth and reality begin when one no longer understands what one is doing or what one knows, and when there remains an energy that is all the stronger for being constrained, controlled and compressed.

I never retouch a sketch: I take a canvas the same size, as I may change the composition somewhat. But I always strive to give the same feeling, while carrying it on further.

I would like to recapture that freshness of vision which is characteristic of extreme youth when all the world is new to it.