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.

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

Space, and space again, is the infinite deity which surrounds us and in which we are ourselves contained.

I passed blindly many things which belong to real and political life.

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

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.