“You have to hurry up if you want to see something, everything disappears.”

Everything is about to disappear. You’ve got to hurry up if you still want to see things.

I advance all of my canvas at one time.

Time and reflection, modify, little by little, our vision, and at last comprehension comes to us.

See how the light tenderly love the apricots, it takes them over completely, enters into their pulp, light them from all sides! But it is miserly with the peaches and light only one side of them.

People think how a sugar basin has no physiognomy, no soul. But it changes every day.

Genius is the ability to renew one’s emotions in daily experience.

With an apple I will astonish Paris.

Treat nature by the cylinder, the sphere, the cone, everything in proper perspective so that each side of an object or a plane is directed towards a central point.

Drawing and color are by no means two different things. As you paint, you draw… When color is at its richest, form is at its fullest.

The painter unfolds that which has not been seen.

I allow no one to touch me.

If isolation tempers the strong, it is the stumbling-block of the uncertain.

I am progressing very slowly, for nature reveals herself to me in very complex forms; and the progress needed is incessant.

Right now a moment of time is passing by! We must become that moment.

There is a logic of colors, and it is with this alone, and not with the logic of the brain, that the painter should conform.

Everything in nature takes its form from the sphere, the cone and the cylinder.

It doesn’t matter how much of a hurry you think you are in. Be one of the people for whom ten minutes does not make a difference.

People hurry home past him, to places safe from danger.

When an Occupy demo in the centre of Frankfurt makes world news, I shall hurry to join in.

I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either. Nobody goes faster than the legs they have.

Don’t be in such a hurry.

And you wanted to hurry him up a little so you made a move, an unmistakable move; one that nobody could pretend had been a misunderstanding. And he – he ignored it – ignored you. What would you feel?

God is never in a hurry, but God is never late.

One of the great illusions of our time is that hurrying will buy us more time.