... there is no such thing as a rational world and a separate irrational world, but only one world containing both.

All still lifes are actually paintings of the world on the sixth day of creation, when God and the world were alone together, without man!

A man who wants the truth becomes a scientist; a man who wants to give free play to his subjectivity may become a writer; but what should a man do who wants something in between?

We do not have too much intellect and too little soul, but too little intellect in matters of the soul.

True' and 'false' are the evasions of people who never want to arrive at a decision. Truth is something without end.

One must conform to the baseness of an age or become neurotic.

What is the use of good painting? We want a spell cast upon the optical part of our existence! We seldom really see the world, but when we do, we become as still as a picture.