What interests me most is neither still life nor landscape, but the human figure.
A certain blue enters your soul. A certain red has an effect on your blood-pressure.
Exactitude is not truth.
I cannot copy nature in a servile way; I am forced to interpret nature and submit it to the spirit of the picture. From the relationship I have found in all the tones there must result a living harmony of colors, a harmony analogous to that of a musical composition.
Art should be something like a good armchair in which to rest from physical fatigue.
Time extracts various values from a painter's work. When these values are exhausted the pictures are forgotten, and the more a picture has to give, the greater it is.