Long live the sun which gives us such beautiful color.
I want to die painting.
It's so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas.
A thousand painters ought to be killed yearly. Say what you like: I'm every inch a painter.
Painting from nature is not copying the object; it is realizing one's sensations.
You have no idea how life-giving it is to find around one a youth that agrees not to bury one on the spot.