I Cannot Attain The Intensity That Is

My Nervous System Is Very Much Weakened - Nothing But Painting In Oil Can Keep Me Going.

The Louvre Is The Book In Which We Learn To Read. We Must Not, However, Be Satisfied With Retaining The Beautiful Formulas Of Our Illustrious Predecessors. Let Us Go Forth To Study Beautiful Nature, Let Us Try To Free Our Mids From Them, Let Us Strive To Express Ourselves According To Our Personal Temperaments. Time And Reflection, Moreover, Little By Little Modify Our Vision, And At Last Comprehension Comes To Us.

I Am Not Altogether Displeased With The Shirt-front.

It Took Me 40 Years To Find Out That Painting Is Not Sculpture.

To Achieve Progress Nature Alone Counts, And The Eye Is Trained Through Contact With Her. It Becomes Concentric By Looking And Working.