A thimbleful of red is redder than a bucketful.

Color was not given to us in order that we should imitate Nature. It was given to us so that we can express our emotions.

I am curious about color as one would be visiting a new country, because I have never concentrated so closely on color expression. Up to now I have waited at the gates of the temple.

If my story were ever to be written truthfully from start to finish, it would amaze everyone.

Exactitude is not truth.

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.

A picture must possess a real power to generate light and for a long time now I've been conscious of expressing myself through light or rather in light.