I paint is the way I see things with my eyes and in my heart.

France has lived a long time - eight or nine centuries - and yet art in France, too, was derivative up until the 19th Century.

My eyes were made to erase all that is ugly.

When I feel a little confused, the only thing to do is to turn back to the study of nature before launching once again into the subjects closest to heart.

I don't follow any system. All the laws you can lay down are only so many props to be cast aside when the hour of creation arrives.

The subject itself is of no account; what matters is the way it is presented.

American art, like America, must wait and live a while longer.