Art is either a plagiarist or a revolutionist.

Art requires philosophy, just as philosophy requires art. Otherwise, what would become of beauty?

Do not copy nature too much. Art is an abstraction.

Life is merely a fraction of a second. An infinitely small amount of time to fulfill our desires, our dreams, our passions.

Stay firmly in your path and dare; be wild two hours a day!

And here in my isolation I can grow stronger. Poetry seems to come of itself, without effort, and I need only let myself dream a little while painting to suggest it.

Oh yes! He loved yellow, did good Vincent...When the two of us were together in Arles, both of us insane, and constantly at war over beautiful colors, I adored red; where could I find a perfect vermilion?