...for whether we want to or not, we belong to our time and we share in its opinions, its feelings, even its delusions.

I am unable to make any distinction between the feeling I get from life and the way I translate that feeling into painting.

The residuum of another's expression can never be related to one's own feeling.

I have simply wished to assert the reasoned and independent feeling of my own individuality within a total knowledge of tradition.

I am unable to distinguish between the feeling I have for life and my way of expressing it.