A thousand painters ought to be killed yearly. Say what you like: I'm every inch a painter.
With an apple I will astonish Paris.
I must be more sensible and realize that at my age, illusions are hardly permitted and they will always destroy me.
When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also.
I have sworn to die painting.
Drawing and color are not separate at all; in so far as you paint, you draw. The more color harmonizes, the more exact the drawing becomes. When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also