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Everyone Wants To Understand Art. Why Not Try To Understand The Song Of A Bird? Why Does One Love The Night, Flowers, Everything Around One, Without Trying To Understand Them? But In The Case Of A Painting People Have To Understand. If Only They Would Realize Above All That An Artist Works Of Necessity, That He Himself Is Only A Trifling Bit Of The World, And That No More Importance Should Be Attached To Him Than To Plenty Of Other Things Which Please Us In The World, Though We Can't Explain Them. People Who Try To Explain Pictures Are Usually Barking Up The Wrong Tree.

-Pablo Picasso

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Everyone Wants To Understand

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Everyone Wants To Understand Art. Why Not Try To Understand The Song Of A Bird? Why Does One Love The Night, Flowers, Everything Around One, Without Trying To Understand Them? But In The Case Of A Painting People Have To Understand. If Only They Would Realize Above All That An Artist Works Of Necessity, That He Himself Is Only A Trifling Bit Of The World, And That No More Importance Should Be Attached To Him Than To Plenty Of Other Things Which Please Us In The World, Though We Can't Explain Them. People Who Try To Explain Pictures Are Usually Barking Up The Wrong Tree.

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He Can Who Thinks He Can, And He Can't Who Thinks He Can't. This Is An Inexorable, Indisputable Law.

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This Idea Of Art For Art's Sake Is A Hoax.

The People No Longer Seek Consolation In Art. But The Refined People, The Rich, The Idlers Seek The New, The Extraordinary, The Extravagant, The Scandalous.

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Action Is The Foundational Key To All Success.

I Hate It When People Pilfer My Things.

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We Don't Grow Older, We Grow Riper.

We Artists Are Indestructible; Even In A Prison, Or In A Concentration Camp, I Would Be Almighty In My Own World Of Art, Even If I Had To Paint My Pictures With My Wet Tongue On The Dusty Floor Of My Cell.

I Don't Know In Advance What I Am Going To Put On Canvas Any More Than I Decide Beforehand What Colours I Am Going To Use.

Others Have Seen What Is And Asked Why. I Have Seen What Could Be And Asked Why Not.

When You See What You Express Through Photography, You Realize All The Things That Can No Longer Be The Objectives Of Painting. Why Should An Artist Persist In Treating Subjects That Can Be Established So Clearly With The Lens Of A Camera?

Now There Is Fame! Of All - Hunger, Misery, The Incomprehension By The Public - Fame Is By Far The Worst. It Is The Castigation Of God By The Artist. It Is Sad. It Is True.

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...why Did Plato Say That Poets Should Be Chased Out Of The Republic? Precisely Because Every Poet And Every Artist Is An Antisocial Being. He's Not That Way Because He Wants To Be; He Can't Be Any Other Way.... And If He Really Is An Artist It Is In His Nature Not To Want To Be Admitted, Because If He Is Admitted It Can Only Mean He Is Doing Something Which Is Understood, Approved, And Therefore Old Hat - Worthless. Anything New, Anything Worth Doing, Can't Be Recognized.

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The Earth Doesn't Have A Housekeeper To Do The Dusting.

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I Imitate Everyone Except Myself.

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You Can't Escape Your Own Period. Whether You Take Sides For Or Against, You're Always In It.

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It Took Me A Lifetime.

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The Academic Teaching On Beauty Is False. We Have Been Misled, But So Completely Misled That We Can No Longer Find So Much As A Shadow Of A Truth Again. The Beauties Of The Parthenon, The Venuses, The Nymphs, The Narcisusses, Are So May Lies. Art Is Not The Application Of A Canon Of Beauty, But What The Instinct And The Brain Can Conceive Independently Of That Canon.

As Far As I Am Concerned, A Painting Speaks For Itself. What Is The Use Of Giving Explanations, When All Is Said And Done? A Painter Has Only One Language.

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We Might Adapt For The Artist The Joke About There Being Nothing More Dangerous Than Instruments Of War In The Hands Of Generals. In The Same Way, There Is Nothing More Dangerous Than Justice In The Hands Of Judges, And A Paint Brush In The Hands Of A Painter! Just Think Of The Danger To Society! But Today We Haven't The Heart To Expel The Painters And Poets Because We No Longer Admit To Ourselves That There Is Any Danger In Keeping Them In Our Midst.

Drink To Me. Drink To My Health. You Know I Can't Drink Any More.

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We Didn't Want To Sign The Painting Itself, That Would Have Interfered With The Composition. And Even Later, For That Reason Or For Another, I Sometimes Marked My Canvases On The Back. If You Don't See My Signature And The Date, Madam, It's Because The Frame Is Hiding It.

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It Takes A Long Time To Become Young.

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I Have Discovered Photography. Now I Can Kill Myself. I Have Nothing Else To Learn.

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One Starts To Get Young At The Age Of Sixty And Then It Is Too Late.

Success Is Dangerous. One Begins To Copy Oneself, And To Copy Oneself Is More Dangerous Than To Copy Others. It Leads To Sterility.

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Everything You Can Imagine Is Real.

I'm Not A Developer; I Am.

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

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