Art Upsets, Science Reasures.

The Starting Point Of A Picture For Any Painter Is A Matter Of Colors And Form...i Believe That The Poetry Of Art - If That Is What One May Call It - Is A Matter Of Animating These Forms And Colors.

I Have Made A Great Discovery. I No Longer Believe In Anything.

Truth Exists, Only Falsehood Has To Be Invented.

Colour Could Give Rise To Sensations Which Would Interfere With Our Conception Of Space.

Whatever Is Valuable In Painting Is Precisely What One Is Incapable Of Talking About.