Perhaps I Might Be Satisfied, Momentarily, With

A Thimbleful Of Red Is Redder Than A Bucketful.

The Importance Of An Artist Is To Be Measured By The Quantity Of New Signs Which He Has Introduced To The Language Of Art.

The Use Of Expressive Colors Is Felt To Be One Of The Basic Elements Of The Modern Mentality, An Historical Necessity, Beyond Choice.

When I Put A Green, It Is Not Grass. When I Put A Blue, It Is Not The Sky.

I Don't Paint Women, I Paint Pictures. . . What I Am After Above All Is Expression. If In A Portrait I Put Eyes, A Nose, A Mouth, There Isn't Much Use; On The Contrary It Paralyses The Imagination Of The Spectator, And Obliges Us To See The Person In A Certain Way.