I think only of objects: of a leg or an arm, of the wonderful sense of foreshortening, breaking through the plane, of the division of space, of the combination of straight lines in relation to curved ones.

All important things in art have always originated from the deepest feeling about the mystery of Being.

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.

When spiritual, metaphysical, material, or immaterial events come into my life, I can only fix them by way of painting.

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.

My figures come and go, suggested by fortune or misfortune. I try to fix them divested of their apparent accidental quality.

Height, width, and depth are the three phenomena which I must transfer into one plane to form the abstract surface of the picture, and thus to protect myself from the infinity of space.