Henri Matisse

Impressionism is the newspaper of the soul.

He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.

Instinct must be thwarted just as one prunes the branches of a tree so that it will grow better.

The flaw in, say, austerity, is that its success is predicated on the relative exactitude of math rather than the shifting, liquid imperfection of people's lives.

A myth is a lie that conceals or reveals a truth. But if it reveals even a strand of history or truth, that's what gets my adrenaline going.