Yes, a bunch of carrots, observed directly, painted simply in the personal way one sees it, worth more than the Ecole's everlasting slices of buttered bread, that tobacco-juice painting, slavishly done by the book? The day is coming when a single original carrot will give birth to a revolution.

p. 68, in: 'What I know or have seen of his life' - Joachim Gasquet's Cézanne, - a Memoir with Conversations, (1897 - 1906)