From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

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.

Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise, she might say something that confuses and distracts me.

Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.