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...art Is Something Subversive. It's Something That Should Not Be Free. Art And Liberty, Like The Fire Of Prometheus, Are Things That One Must Steal, To Be Used Against The Established Order.

-Pablo Picasso

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...art Is Something Subversive.

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...art Is Something Subversive. It's Something That Should Not Be Free. Art And Liberty, Like The Fire Of Prometheus, Are Things That One Must Steal, To Be Used Against The Established Order.

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I Would Like To Manage To Prevent People From Ever Seeing How A Picture Of Mine Has Been Done. What Can It Possibly Matter? What I Want Is That The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures Should Be Emotion.

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Illness And Death

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There's Nothing Worse Than A Brilliant Beginning.

Is There Anything More Dangerous Than Sympathetic Understanding?

Different Themes Inevitably Require Different Methods Of Expression. This Does Not Imply Either Evolution Or Progress; It Is A Matter Of Following The Idea One Wants To Express And The Way In Which One Wants To Express It.

We Must Not Discriminate Between Things. Where Things Are Concerned There Are No Class Distinctions. We Must Pick Out What Is Good For Us Where We Can Find It.

I Do Not Seek. I Find.

Lord, Protect Me From What I Want!

One Must Act In Painting As In Life, Directly.

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Computers Are Stupid.

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Action Is The Foundational Key To All Success.

What One Does Is What Counts. Not What One Had The Intention Of Doing.

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The More Technique You Have, The Less You Have To Worry About It. The More Technique There Is, The Less There Is.

I Must Keep On Trying, Just To Keep The Experiment Going Until I Get Tired Of It All. Even If The Last Result Is Not Necessarily The Best, I Stop When My Interest In The Problem Wanes.

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You Can't Run A Without Taking Risks.

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Painting Is Just Another Way Of Keeping A Diary.

The Meaning Of Life Is To Find Your Gift. The Purpose Of Life Is To Give It Away.

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One Cannot Be A Sorcerer All The Time. How Could One Live?

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Give Me A Museum And I'll Fill It.

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Anything New, Anything Worth Doing, Can't Be Recognized.

Anything Worth Doing

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Everyone Wants To Understand Art. Why Not Try To Understand The Song Of A Bird? ...people Who Try To Explain Pictures Are Usually Barking Up The Wrong Tree.

To Find Is The Thing.

I Want To Create A Cat Like The Real Cats I See Crossing The Streets, Not Like Those You See In Houses. They Have Nothing In Common. The Cat Of The Streets Has Bristling Fur. It Runs Like A Fiend, And If It Looks At You, You Think It Is Going To Jump In Your Face.

We Don't Grow Older, We Grow Riper.

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I'm Not A Developer; I Am.

I Am A Communist And My Painting Is A Communist Painting. But If I Were A Shoemaker, Royalist Or Communist Or Anything Else, I Would Not Necessarily Hammer My Shoes In Any Special Way To Show My Politics.

It Takes A Long Time To Become Young.

Forcing Yourself To Use Restricted Means Is The Sort Of Restraint That Liberates Invention. It Obliges You To Make A Kind Of Progress That You Can't Even Imagine In Advance.

I Try To Paint What I Have Found And Not What I Look For. In Art, Intentions Are Of Little Importance.

Everyone Wants To Understand Art. Why Don't We Try To Understand The Song Of A Bird? Why Do We Love The Night, The Flowers, Everything Around Us, Without Trying To Understand Them? But In The Case Of A Painting, People Think They Have To Understand.

I Work With Few Colors, What Creates The Illusion Of Quantity Is That They Fell In The Right Place.

I Want To Get To The Stage Where Nobody Can Tell How A Picture Of Mine Is Done. What's The Point Of That? Simply That I Want Nothing But Emotion Given Off By It.

Art Is The Elimination Of The Unnecessary.

A Painting Only Lives In The Eye Of The Beholder

Braque Always Said That The Only Thing That Counts, In Painting, Is The Intention, And It's True. What Counts Is What One Wants To Do, And Not What One Does. That's What's Important.

I Am Always Making That What I Am Not Capable, In An Attempt To Learn How To Doing It.

For Being A Bad Student I Was Banished To The 'calaboose' - A Bare Cell With Whitewashed Walls And A Bench To Sit On. I Liked It There, Because I Took Along A Sketch Pad And Drew Incessantly I Could Have Stayed There Forever Drawing Without Stopping

I Hate That Aesthetic Game Of The Eye And The Mind, Played By These Connoisseurs, These Mandarins Who "appreciate" Beauty. What Is Beauty, Anyway? There's No Such Thing. I Never "appreciate," Any More Than I "like." I Love It Or I Hate.

I Don't Own Any Of My Own Paintings Because A Picasso Original Costs Several Thousand Dollars And That's A Luxury I Cannot Afford.

If I Like It, I Say It's Mine. If I Don't I Say It's A Fake.

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