On Cannot Be Precise, And Still Be

Everything In Art Must Spring From The Movement Of Our Whole Life-stream, Of Our Whole Being - Including The Unconscious.

To Call Everything That Appears Illogical, Fantasy, Fairy Tale, Or Chimera Would Be Practically To Admit Not Understanding Nature.

In Our Life There Is A Single Color, As On An Artist's Palette, Which Provides The Meaning Of Life And Art. It Is The Color Of Love.

Art Seems To Me To Be Above All A State Of Soul.

If I Weren't A Jew Then I Wouldn't Be An Artist, Or At Least Not The One I Am Now.