Painting constantly appeared to me as the one and only possible achievement.
There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality.
The greatest mystery of all is reality.
I believe the reason I love painting so much is that it forces one to be objective.
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!
When spiritual, metaphysical, material, or immaterial events come into my life, I can only fix them by way of painting.