No work of Art is really ever finished. They only stop at good places.

Paint like a fiend when the idea possesses you.

Whatever you feel or think your exact state at the exact moment of your brush touching the canvas is in some way registered in that stroke.

A Curve does not exist in its full power until contrasted with a straight line.

There is nothing in all the world more beautiful or significant of the laws of the universe than the nude human body.

When the artist is alive in any person, whatever his kind of work may be, he becomes an inventive, searching, daring, self-expressing creature.

You can do anything you want to do. What is rare is this actual wanting to do a specific thing: wanting it so much that you are practically blind to all other things, that nothing else will satisfy you.