Painting is a very difficult thing. It absorbs the whole man, body and soul, thus have I passed blindly many things which belong to real and political life.

The stronger and more intense my desire becomes to capture and record that which is unsayable, the more tightly my mouth stays shut.

There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality.

Love in an animal sense is an illness, but a necessity which one has to overcome.

The important thing is first of all to have a real love for the visible world that lies outside ourselves as well as to know the deep secret of what goes on within ourselves.

The greatest mystery of all is reality.

I believe the reason I love painting so much is that it forces one to be objective.