Light and the rational forms are locked in combat; light sets them into motion, bends what is straight, makes parallels oval, inscribes circles in the intervals, makes the intervals active.

Beauty is as relative as light and dark. Thus, there exists no beautiful woman, none at all, because you are never certain that a still far more beautiful woman will not appear and completely shame the supposed beauty of the first.

Drawing is the art of taking a line for a walk.

A drawing is simply a line going for a walk.

Nature is garrulous to the point of confusion, let the artist be truly taciturn.

The Biblical story of the creation is an excellent parable of movement. The work of art, too, is above all a process of creation, it is never experienced as a mere product.

Art should be like a holiday: something to give a man the opportunity to see things differently and to change his point of view.