Color cannot stand alone.

All methods are sacred if they are internally necessary. All methods are sins if they are not justified by internal necessity.

The sound of colors is so definite that it would be hard to find anyone who would express bright yellow with bass notes or dark lake with treble.

Everything that is dead quivers. Not only the things of poetry, stars, moon, wood, flowers, but even a white trouser button glittering out of a puddle in the street... Everything has a secret soul, which is silent more often than it speaks.

An empty canvas is a living wonder - far lovelier than certain pictures.

The observer must learn to look at the picture as a graphic representation of a mood and not as a representation of objects.

The artist must be blind to distinction between 'recognized' or 'unrecognized' conventions of form, deaf to the transitory teaching and demands of his particular age.