I Have Nothing To Hide In Art.

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

I'd Like To Combine Melancholy And Sunshine... There's A Sadness In Provence Which No One Has Expressed... I'd Like To Put Reason In The Grass And Tears In The Sky, Like Poussin.

The World Doesn't Understand Me And I Don't Understand The World, That's Why I've Withdrawn From It.

All My Compatriots Are Asses Compared To Me.

I Paint As If I Were Rothschild.