No blue without yellow and without orange, and if you do blue, then do yellow and orange as well, surely.

We are having wind and rain here, and I am very glad not to be alone. I work from memory on bad days, and that would not do if I were alone.

Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and continuous observations. By persistent, I mean not only continuous work, but also not giving up your opinion at the bidding of such and such a person.

One can speak poetry just by arranging colors well, just as one can say comforting things in music.

What lives in art and is eternally living, is first of all the painter and then the painting.

Often whole days pass without my speaking to anyone, except to ask for diner or coffee. And it has been like that form the beginning.

The diseases that we civilized people labor under most are melancholy and pessimism.