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.
How lovely yellow is! It stands for the sun.
One must spoil as many canvases as one succeeds with.
Only when I fall do I get up again.
The large majority of people are asleep and do not wish to wake up.
Nature always begins by resisting the artist, but he who really takes it seriously does not allow that resistance to put him off his stride; on the contrary, it is that much more of a stimulus to fight for victory.