We must not be content to memorize the beautiful formulas of our illustrious predecessors. Let us go out and study beautiful nature.

If I were called upon to define briefly the word Art, I should call it the reproduction of what the senses preceive in nature, seen through the veil of the soul.

Chatter about art is almost always useless.

The Louvre is the book in which we learn to read. We must not, however, be satisfied with retaining the beautiful formulas of our illustrious predecessors. Let us go forth to study beautiful nature, let us try to free our mids from them, let us strive to express ourselves according to our personal temperaments. Time and reflection, moreover, little by little modify our vision, and at last comprehension comes to us.

You must think. The eye is not enough; it needs to think as well.

You have to hurry up if you want to see something, everything disappears.

I've come to the conclusion that it's not really possible to help others.