Those Dutchmen had hardly any imagination or fantasy, but their good taste and their scientific knowledge of composition were enormous.

The laws of the colors are unutterably beautiful, just because they are not accidental.

Painting is a faith, and it imposes the duty to disregard public opinion.

I use color in a completely arbitrary way in order to express myself powerfully.

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.

The great isn't something accidental; it must be willed.

The sunflower is mine, in a way.