Art Disturbs, Science Reassures.

In Art, Progress Lies Not In An Extension, But In A Knowledge Of Limitations.

Scientific Perspective Forces The Objects In A Picture To Disappear Away From The Beholder Instead Of Bringing Them Within His Reach As Painting Should.

Reality Only Reveals Itself When It Is Illuminated By A Ray Of Poetry.

Whatever Is Valuable In Painting Is Precisely What One Is Incapable Of Talking About.

I Couldn't Portray A Women In All Her Natural Loveliness.. I Haven't The Skill. No One Has. I Must, Therefore, Create A New Sort Of Beauty, The Beauty That Appears To Me In Terms Of Volume Of Line, Of Mass, Of Weight, And Through That Beauty Interpret My Subjective Impression. Nature Is Mere A Pretext For Decorative Composition, Plus Sentiment. It Suggests Emotion, And I Translate That Emotion Into Art. I Want To Express The Absolute, Not Merely The Factitious Woman.