Everyone wants to understand art. Why not try to understand the song of a bird? Why does one love the night, flowers, everything around one, without trying to understand them? But in the case of a painting people have to understand. If only they would realize above all that an artist works of necessity, that he himself is only a trifling bit of the world, and that no more importance should be attached to him than to plenty of other things which please us in the world, though we can't explain them. People who try to explain pictures are usually barking up the wrong tree.

Painting isn't an aesthetic operation; it's a form of magic designed as mediator between this strange hostile world and us.

Art sweeps the everyday dust from your soul.

It is a well-known fact that we see the faults in other's works more readily than we do in our own.

Painting isn't made for the decoration of apartments; it is a weapon to be used offensively and defensively against the enemy.

If you don't know what color to take, take black.

All Children are Artists