Someday death will take us to another star.

To express a marriage of two complementary colors, their mingling and their opposition, the mysterious vibrations of kindred tones.

As you can see, I am immersing myself in color-I've held back from that until now; and I don't regret it.

I often think of you all, one cannot do what one wants in life. The more you feel attached to a spot, the more ruthlessly you are compelled to leave it, but the memories remain, and one remembers - as in a looking glass, darkly - one's absent friends.

Modern reality has got such a hold on us that... when we attempt to reconstruct the ancient days in our thoughts...the minor events of our lives tear us away from our meditations, and... thrust us back into our personal [problems]

Painting is like having a bad mistress who spends and spends and it's never enough ... I tell myself that even if a tolerable study comes out of it from time to time, it would have been cheaper to buy it from somebody else.

The heart of man is very much like the sea, it has its storms, it has its tides and in its depths it has its pearls too