Color exists in itself, possessing its own beauty.

An artist must never be a prisoner. Prisoner? An artist should never be a prisoner of himself, prisoner of style, prisoner of reputation, prisoner of success, etc.

Drawing is putting a line around an idea.

For my part I have never avoided the influence of others. I would have considered it cowardice and a lack of sincerity toward myself.

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.

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

My choice of colors does not rest on any scientific theory; it is based on observation, on feeling, on the experience of my sensibility. Inspired by certain pages of Delacroix, an artist like Signac is preoccupied with complementary colors, and the theoretical knowledge of them will lead him to use a certain tone in a certain place. But I simply try to put down colors which render my sensation.