Fruits ... like having their portrait painted. They seem to sit there and ask your forgiveness for fading. Their thought is given off with their perfumes. They come with all their scents, they speak of the fields they have left, the rain which has nourished them, the daybreaks they have seen.
Paul CezanneA thousand painters ought to be killed yearly. Say what you like: I'm every inch a painter.
Paul CezanneKnowledge of the means to express our emotion is essential- and is acquired only after a very long experience.
Paul Cezanne