I often think of you all, one cannot do what one wants in life. The more you feel attached to a spot, the more ruthlessly you are compelled to leave it, but the memories remain, and one remembers - as in a looking glass, darkly - one's absent friends.

To express a marriage of two complementary colors, their mingling and their opposition, the mysterious vibrations of kindred tones.

How to achieve such anomalies, such alterations and re-fashionings of reality so what comes out of it are lies, if you like, but lies that are more than literal truth.

As practice makes perfect, I cannot but make progress; each drawing one makes, each study one paints, is a step forward.

God sends us pieces of art so that we may see ourselves in them

Love always causes trouble, that's true, but in its favour, it energizes.

Let’s not forget that the little emotions are the great captains of our lives and we obey them without realizing it.