If Art relates itself to an Object, it becomes descriptive, divisionist, literary.

This communication alone, by the comparison of the antagonisms, rivalries, movements which give birth to decisive moments, permits the evolution of the soul, whereby a man realizes himself on earth. It is impossible to be concerned with anything else in art.

I am very much afraid of definitions, and yet one is almost forced to make them. One must take care, too, not to be inhibited by them.

Seeing is in itself a movement.

Light comes to us by the sensibility. Without visual sensibility there is no light, no movement.

I say it is indispensable to look ahead of and behind oneself in the present. If there is such a thing as tradition, and I believe there is, it can only exist in the sense of the most profound movements of culture.

The auditory perception is not sufficient for our knowledge of the world; it does not have vastness.