I Allow No One To Touch Me.

Light Is A Thing That Cannot Be Reproduced, But Must Be Represented By Something Else - By Color.

I Am Progressing Very Slowly, For Nature Reveals Herself To Me In Very Complex Forms; And The Progress Needed Is Incessant.

An Art Which Isn't Based On Feeling Isn't An Art At All.

There Is No Model, There Is Only Color.

Time And Reflection... Modify, Little By Little, Our Vision, And At Last Comprehension Comes To Us.