I shut my eyes in order to see.
Art is either plagiarism or revolution.
Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge.
In art, all who have done something other than their predecessors have merited the epithet of revolutionary and it is they alone who are masters.
It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and unchangeable color to every object beware of this stumbling block.
Art requires philosophy, just as philosophy requires art. Otherwise, what would become of beauty?
Life is hardly more than a fraction of a second. Such a little time to prepare oneself for eternity!
Color which, like music, is a matter of vibrations, reaches what is most general and therefore most indefinable in nature: its inner power.
The history of modern art is also the history of the progressive loss of art's audience. Art has increasingly become the concern of the artist and the bafflement of the public.
Art is either revolution or plagiarism