It is a sad and very melancholy scene, which must strike everyone who knows and feels that we also have to pass one day through the valley of the shadow of death, and “que la fin de la vie humaine, ce sont des larmes ou des cheveux blancs.” What lies beyond this is a great mystery that only God knows, but He has revealed absolutely through His word that there is a resurrection of the dead.

Yellow is capable of charming God.

In an artist's life, death is perhaps not the most difficult thing.

I always dream a painting like that, with a group of lively figures of the pals.

I know for sure that I have an instinct for color, and that it will come to me more and more, that painting is in the very marrow of my bones.

One begins by plaguing oneself to no purpose in order to be true to nature, and one concludes by working quietly from one's own palette alone, and then nature is the result.

The painter of the future will be a colorist unlike anything yet.