What interests me most is neither still life nor landscape, but the human figure.

It is with color that you render light, though you must also feel this light, have it within yourself.

Art should be something like a good armchair in which to rest from physical fatigue.

If drawing belongs to the world of spirit and color to that of the senses, you must draw first to cultivate the spirit.

From the moment I held the box of colors in my hands, I knew this was my life. I threw myself into it like a beast that plunges towards the thing it loves.

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 thimbleful of red is redder than a bucketful.