The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

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

To my mind, a picture should be something pleasant, cheerful, and pretty, yes pretty! There are too many unpleasant things in life as it is without creating still more of them.

I had wrung impressionism dry and I finally came to the conclusion that I know neither how to paint nor how to draw.

An artist must eat sparingly and give up a normal way of life.

The work of art must seize upon you, wrap you up in itself, carry you away. It is the means by which the artist conveys his passion; it is the current which he puts forth which sweeps you along in his passion.

The pain passes, but the beauty remains.