To the Suprematist the visual phenomena of the objective world are, in themselves, meaningless; the significant thing is feeling, as such, quite apart from the environment in which it is called forth.

In art there is a need for truth, not sincerity.

Painting is the aesthetic side of the object but it has never been original, has never been its own goal.

By suprematism I mean the supremacy of pure feeling in creative art.

I have broken the blue boundary of color limits, come out into the white; beside me comrade-pilots swim in this infinity.

The square = feeling, the white field = the void beyond this feeling.

A face painted in a picture gives a pitiful parody of life. . . but a painted surface lives.