Shut your eyes, wait, think of nothing. Now, open them ... one sees nothing but a great colored undulation. What then? An irradiation and glory of color. This is what a picture should give us ... an abyss in which the eye is lost, a secret germination, a colored state of grace ... loose consciousness. Descend with the painter into the dim tangled roots of things, and rise again from them in colors, be steeped in the light of them.

- Paul Cézanne