Oh yes! he loved yellow, this good Vincent, this painter from Holland - those glimmers of sunlight rekindled his soul, that abhorred the fog, that needed the warmth.

Take care not to step on the foot of a learned idiot. His bite is incurable.

I sit at my door, smoking a cigarette and sipping my absinthe, and I enjoy every day without a care in the world

We never really know what stupidity is until we have experimented on ourselves.

Art is either revolution or plagiarism

Art is either plagiarism or revolution.

How do you see those tree?... They are yellow. Well then put down yellow. And that shadow is rather blue. So render it with pure ultramarine. Those red leaves? Use vermillion.