Man doesn't change. He keeps his habits. Instinctively, all those people found the same corner for their kitchen. To build a city, don't men choose the same sites? Under cities you always find other cities; other churches under churches, and other houses under houses.

The older you get the stronger the wind gets - and it's always in your face.

When I paint a woman in an armchair, the armchair is there to show illness and death-or as a protection.

Something sacred, that's it. We ought to be able to say that such and such a painting is as it is, with its capacity for power, because it is "touched by God."

A painter is a man who paints what he sells; an artist, on the other hand, is a man who sells what he paints.

It is the object which aroused the artist, stimulated his ideas and set of his emotions. These ideas and emotions will be imprisoned in his work for good.

Nature does many things the way I do, but she hides them!