Art Demands Constant Observation.

One Can Speak Poetry Just By Arranging Colors Well, Just As One Can Say Comforting Things In Music.

Well, I Am Ploughing On My Canvases As They Do On Their Fields (the Peasants). It Goes Badly Enough In Our Profession - In Fact That Has Always Been So, But At The Moment It Is Very Bad.

I've Never Felt A Desire (and I Don't Believe I Ever Shall) To Bring The Public To My Work... A Certain Popularity Seems To Me The Least Desirable Of Things.

Rembrandt Is So Deeply Mysterious That He Says Things For Which There Are No Words In Any Language.

I've Just Kept On Ceaselessly Painting In Order To Learn Painting.