My concern has always been to paint nudes as if they were some splendid fruit.

I've never let one day go by without painting, or at least without drawing.

And if out of a million visitors there is even one to whom art means something, that is enough to justify museums.

I have a predilection for painting that lends joyousness to a wall.

If you paint the leaf on a tree without using a model, your imagination will only supply you with a few leaves; but Nature offers you millions, all on the same tree. No two leaves are exactly the same. The artist who paints only what is in his mind must very soon repeat himself.

With a limited palette, the older painters could do just as well as today what they did was sounder.

It's with my brush that I make love.