I just keep painting till I feel like pinching. Then I know it's right.
The simplest subjects are the immortal ones.
It's with my brush that I make love.
There are quite enough unpleasant things in life without the need to manufacture more.
And if out of a million visitors there is even one to whom art means something, that is enough to justify museums.
A painter who has the feel of breasts and buttocks is saved.