No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.

Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.

When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.

The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.

I find it difficult to imagine an afterlife, such as Christians, or at any rate many religious people, conceive it, believing that the conversations with relatives and friends interrupted here on earth will be continued in the hereafter.

This kind of painting with its large frames is a bourgeois drawing-room art. It is an art dealer's art-and that came in after the civil wars following the French Revolution.