“Under this fine rain I breathe in the innocence of the world. I feel coloured by the nuances of infinity. At this moment I am one with my picture. We are an iridescent chaos.”

Shadow is a colour as light is, but less brilliant; light and shadow are only the relation of two tones.

I wished to copy nature. I could not. But I was satisfied when I discovered the sun, for instance, could not be reproduced, but only represented by something else.

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.

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.

I am definitely a person of color.

Your eyes was the color of forever.

Yesterday the sea reflected the colors of the skies and today the sea beams the tint of your eyes.

Love is safety to share all our colors.

Who indeed, after pulling off the coloured glasses of prejudice and thrusting out of sight his pet projects, can help seeing the folly of these endeavours to protect men against themselves? A sad population of imbeciles would our schemers fill the world with, could their plans last.

You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.

If the colored people made a mistake in voting for me, they ought to correct it.

You cannot act a color. Do not tell me I’m acting black, because I’m not. I’m acting whatever you want to call it – urban. I don’t even have a name for it. I just call it ‘me.’