It Has Bothered Me All My Life

I Want To Reach That Condensation Of Sensations That Constitutes A Picture.

What I Am After, Above All, Is Expression.

I Have Always Tried To Hide My Efforts And Wished My Works To Have A Light Joyousness Of Springtime Which Never Lets Anyone Suspect The Labors It Has Cost Me.

Exactitude Is Not Truth. [fr., L'exactitude N'est Pas La Verite.]

Time Extracts Various Values From A Painter's Work. When These Values Are Exhausted The Pictures Are Forgotten, And The More A Picture Has To Give, The Greater It Is.