Max Beckmann Quotes

What are you? What am I? Those are the questions that constantly persecute and torment me and perhaps also play some part in my art.

There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality.

Space, and space again, is the infinite deity which surrounds us and in which we are ourselves contained.

Painting is a very difficult thing. It absorbs the whole man, body and soul, thus have I passed blindly many things which belong to real and political life.

Painting constantly appeared to me as the one and only possible achievement.