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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

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Pablo Picasso

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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

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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.

I Do Not Seek. I Find.

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When I Am Told I Am Too Old To Do Something, I Try To Do It Right Away.

I'm Not A Developer; I Am.

Art Is The Lie That Enables Us To Realize The Truth.

Neither Is There Figurative And Non-figurative Art. All Things Appear To Us In The Shape Of Forms. Even In Metaphysics Ideas Are Expressed By Forms. Well Then, Think How Absurd It Would Be To Think Of Painting Without The Imagery Of Forms. A Figure, An Object, A Circle, Are Forms; They Affect Us More Or Less Intensely.

What Is Conserved In The Ground? Stone, Bronze, Ivory, Bone, Sometimes Pottery. Never Wood Objects, No Fabric Or Skins. That Completely Skews Our Notions About Primitive Man.

Can You Imagine Me Calling Myself "ruiz"? "pablo Ruiz"? "diego-josé Ruiz"? Or "juan-népomucène Ruiz"? I Was Given I Don't Know How Many Names.

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To Blossom Forth, A Work Of Art Must Ignore Or Rather Forget All The Rules.

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

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Our Goals Can Only Be Reached Through A Vehicle Of A Plan, In Which We Must Fervently Believe, And Upon Which We Must Vigorously Act. There Is No Other Route To Success.

I Understand My Own Pictures Best Six Months After I Have Done Them.

Art Is A Leap Into The Dark.

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Art Is Never Chaste. It Ought To Be Forbidden To Ignorant Innocents, Never Allowed Into Contact With Those Not Sufficiently Prepared. Yes, Art Is Dangerous. Where It Is Chaste, It Is Not Art.

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All Things Considered, There Is Only Matisse.

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Go And Do The Things You Can't. That Is How You Get To Do Them.

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I Don't Believe In Accidents. There Are Only Encounters In History. There Are No Accidents.

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I Don't Develop; I Am.

Each Time I Undertake To Paint A Picture I Have A Sensation Of Leaping Into Space. I Never Know Whether I Shall Fall On My Feet. It Is Only Later That I Begin To Estimate More Exactly The The Effect Of My Work.

For My Part, I Can't Do Anything Else But What I Am Doing.

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Paradise Is To Love Many Things With A Passion.

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There's No Such Thing As A Bad Picasso, But Some Are Less Good Than Others.

Photographers, Along With Dentists, Are The Two Professions Never Satisfied With What They Do. Every Dentist Would Like To Be A Doctor And Inside Every Photographer Is A Painter Trying To Get Out.

Two Of The Most Frustrated Trades Are Dentists And Photographers - Dentists Because They Want To Be Doctors, And Photographers Because They Want To Be Painters.

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There Is No Abstract Art. You Must Always Start With Something. Afterward You Can Remove All Traces Of Reality.

Art Is Not The Application Of A Canon Of Beauty But What The Instinct And The Brain Can Conceive Beyond Any Canon. When We Love A Woman We Don't Start Measuring Her Limbs.

I Don't Say Everything, But I Paint Everything.

I Paint The Way Some People Write An Autobiography. The Paintings, Finished Or Not, Are The Pages From My Diary.

Only When Painting Isn't Painting Can There Be An Affront To Modesty.

Art Is An Instrument In The War Against The Enemy.

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There's Nothing So Similar To One Poodle Dog As Another Poodle Dog, And That Goes For Women, Too.

He Was An Afghan Hound Name Kabul. Since Him I Have Had Other Afghan Hounds.... Perhaps I Am Looking For His Ghost. He Is The Only One That I Sometimes Think About. Often, If He Comes In To My Mind When I Am Working, It Alters What I Do. The Nose On The Face I Am Drawing Gets Longer And Sharper. The Hair Of The Woman I Am Sketching Gets Longer And Fluffy, Resting Against Her Cheeks Like His Ears Rested Against His Head.

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I Paint What I Think, Not What I See.

Drawing Is A Kind Of Hypnotism: One Looks In Such A Way At The Model, That He Comes And Takes A Seat On The Paper.

To Make Oneself Hated Is More Difficult Than To Make Oneself Loved.

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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.

Art Is Lies That Tell The Truth.

Telling The Truth

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Age Only Matters When One Is Aging. Now That I Have Arrived At A Great Age, I Might As Well Be Twenty.

I'd Like To Live Like A Poor Man With A Lot Of Money.

The Artist Spends The First Part Of His Life With The Dead, The Second With The Living, And The Third With Himself.

That Inspiration Comes, Does Not Depend On Me. The Only Thing I Can Do Is Make Sure It Catches Me Working.

The People Who Make Art Their Business Are Mostly Imposters.

If You Take My Sayings And Explode Them In The Air, They Remain Only Sayings. But If You Fit Them Together In Their Correct Places, You Will Have The Whole Story.

Unless Your Work Gives You Trouble, It Is No Good.

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

We All Know That Art Is Not Truth. Art Is A Lie That Makes Us Realize Truth At Least The Truth That Is Given Us To Understand. The Artist Must Know The Manner Whereby To Convince Others Of The Truthfulness Of His Lies.

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Only Put Off Until Tomorrow What You Are Willing To Die Having Left Undone.

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Every Positive Value Has Its Price In Negative Terms... The Genius Of Einstein Leads To Hiroshima.

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People Don't Realize What They Have When They Own A Picture By Me. Each Picture Is A Phial With My Blood. That Is What Has Gone Into It.

Good Artists Copy, Great Artists Steal.

Without Great Solitude No Serious Work Is Possible.

By Amusing Myself With All These Games, All This Nonsense, All These Picture Puzzles, I Became Famous... I Am Only A Public Entertainer Who Has Understood His Time.

No Doubt, It Is Useful For An Artist To Know All The Forms Of Art Which Have Preceded Or Which Accompany His. That Is A Sign Of Strength If It Is A Question Of Looking For A Stimulus Or Recognizing Mistakes He Must Avoid.

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