My drawings inspire, and are not to be defined. They place us, as does music, in the ambiguous realm of the undetermined.

True art lies in a reality that is felt.

The value of art lies in its power to increase our moral force or establish its heightening influence.

The fundamental grey which differentiates the masters, expresses them and is the soul of all colour.

While I recognize the necessity for a basis of observed reality... true art lies in a reality that is felt.

The painter is not an intellectual if, when he has painted a nude woman, he gives us the idea that she is just about to put her clothes back on.

It is precisely from the regret left by the imperfect work that the next one can be born.