What is drawing? It is working oneself through an invisible iron wall that seems to stand between what one feels and what one can do.

Describing Starry Night: Firmament and planets both disappeared, but the mighty breath which gives life to all things and in which all is bound up remained.

It is not only by one's impulses that one achieves greatness, but also by patiently filing away the steel wall that separates what one feels from what one is capable of doing.

Yellow is capable of charming God.

How rich art is, if one can only remember what one has seen, one is never empty of thoughts or truly lonely, never alone.

There is no blue without yellow and without orange.

The lamps are burning and the starry sky is over it all.