I do not repudiate any of my paintings but there isn't one of them that I would not redo differently, if I had it to redo. My destination is always the same but I work out a different route to get there.

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.

The Barnes Foundation is the only sane place to see art in America.

Truth and reality in art do not arise until you no longer understand what you are doing and are capable of but nevertheless sense a power that grows in proportion to your resistance.

A painting in an interior spreads joy around it by the colors, which calm us.

Cutting straight into color reminds me of the direct carving of the sculptor.

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