Art is either a plagiarist or a revolutionist.

In art, there are only two types of people: revolutionaries and plagiarists. And in the end, doesn't the revolutionary's work become official, once the State takes it over?

If you see a tree as blue, then make it blue.

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

I have always wanted a mistress who was fat, and I have never found one. To make a fool of me, they are always pregnant.

Poor artist! You gave away part of your soul when you painted the picture which you are now trying to dispose of.

But I owe something to Vincent, and that is, in the consciousness of having been useful to him, the confirmation of my own original ideas about painting. And also, at difficult moments, the remembrance that one finds others unhappier than oneself.