Fine art is that in which the hand, the head and the heart go together.

...that horrible moment of suspense when the artist shows one of his creations to strange eyes for the first time.

An artist never really finishes his work, he merely abandons it.

Until I saw Chardin's paintings, I never realized how much beauty lay around me in my parents' house, in the half-cleared table, in the corner of a tablecloth left awry, in the knife beside the empty oyster shell.

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

To draw, you must close your eyes and sing.

When love and skill work together expect a masterpiece.

If that's art, I'm a Hottentot!

The artist brings something into the world that didn't exist before, and ... he does it without destroying something else.

Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art.