In An Artist's Life, Death Is Perhaps

To Exaggerate The Fairness Of Hair, I Come Even To Orange Tones, Chromes And Pale Yellow ... I Make A Plain Background Of The Richest, Intensest Blue That I Can Contrive, And By This Simple Combination Of The Bright Head Against The Rich Blue Background, I Get A Mysterious Effect, Like A Star In The Depths Of An Azure Sky.

I Want To Paint What I Feel, And Feel What I Paint.

There Is But One Paris And However Hard Living May Be Here, And If It Became Worse And Harder Even—the French Air Clears Up The Brain And Does Good—a World Of Good.

I've Just Kept On Ceaselessly Painting In Order To Learn Painting.

Art Is Jealous, And Demands Our Whole Strength ... .