Art is creative for the sake of realization, not for amusement... for transfiguration, not for the sake of play.

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.

I do not weep: I loathe tears, for they are a sign of slavery.

It was so wonderful outside that even the wild senselessness of this enormous death, whose music I hear again and again, could not disturb me from my great enjoyment!

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

I am seeking for the bridge which leans from the visible to the invisible through reality.

Painting constantly appeared to me as the one and only possible achievement.