The wheat field has ...poetry; it is like a memory of something one has once seen. We can only make our pictures speak.

Seek only light and freedom and do not immerse yourself too deeply in the worldly mire.

Someone has a great fire in his soul and nobody ever comes to warm themselves at it, and passers-by see nothing but a little smoke at the top of the chimney and then go on their way.

I feel the need of relations and friendship, of affection, of friendly intercourse.... I cannot miss these things without feeling, as does any other intelligent man, a void and a deep need.

It is looking at things for a long time that ripens you and gives you a deeper meaning.

I am always in the hope to express the love of two lovers by a marriage of two complementary colors - colors which marry each other... complement each other as a man and a woman do.

It is the language of nature to which one has to listen.