God Sends Us Pieces Of Art So

I Try More And More To Be Myself, Caring Relatively Little Whether People Approve Or Disapprove.

The Great Artist Is The Simplifier.

I Am Astonished At The High Prices Paid For Works By Painters Who Are Dead, Prices None Of Them Could Expect When They Were Alive. It Is A Kind Of Tulip Trade, In Which Living Painters Suffer But Do Not Profit.

The More I Become Decomposed, The More Sick And Fragile I Am, The More I Become An Artist.

L Can Do Very Well Without God Both In My Life And In My Painting, But L Cannot, Ill As I Am, Do Without Something Which Is Greater Than L, Which Is My Life — The Power To Create.