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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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...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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I Imitate Everyone Except Myself.

Art Sweeps The Everyday Dust From Your Soul.

If I Spit, They Will Take My Spit And Frame It As Great Art.

Lord, Protect Me From What I Want!

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.

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.

It Is Important To Remember That Great Things Have No Fear Of Time. We've Got To Let Go Of The Idea That What We Want To Manifest Has To Be Done On Our Time Schedule.

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

Learn The Rules Like A Pro, So You Can Break Them Like An Artist.

Why Do Two Colors, Put One Next To The Other, Sing? Can One Really Explain This? No. Just As One Can Never Learn How To Paint.

Art Is A Lie That Makes Us Realise Truth ... That Is Given Us To Understand.

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.

Painting Is A Jeu D'esprit.

Without Great Solitude No Serious Work Is Possible.

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.

When You're Really Young, You're Young For Life.

I Do Not Evolve, I Am.

Colors, Like Features, Follow The Changes Of The Emotions.

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

Painting Is Stronger Than Me, It Makes Me Do It's Bidding.

Painting Is Not Made To Decorate Apartments. It's An Offensive And Defensive Weapon Against The Enemy. (about Guernica).

We Now Know That Art Is Not The Truth... But Rather A Way Of Approaching The Truth.

The Older You Get The Stronger The Wind Gets - And It's Always In Your Face.

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

You Mustn't Expect Me To Repeat Myself. My Past Doesn't Interest Me. I Would Rather Copy Others Than Copy Myself. In That Way I Should At Least Be Giving Them Something New. I Love Discovering Things.

Who Sees The Human Face Correctly: The Photographer, The Mirror, Or The Painter?

Action Is The Fundamental Key To Success.

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.

My Mother Said To Me, 'if You Are A Soldier, You Will Become A General. If You Are A Monk, You Will Become The Pope.' Instead, I Was A Painter, And Became Picasso.

To Me There Is No Past Or Future In Art. If A Work Of Art Does Not Live In The Present, It Must Not Be Considered At All.

It's A Poor Artist Who Borrows--a Good Artist Steals.

I Paint Objects As I Think Them, Not As I See Them.

Today We Haven't The Heart To Expel The Painters And Poets From Society Because We Refuse To Admit To Ourselves That There Is Any Danger In Keeping Them In Our Midst.

It Takes A Long Time To Become Young.

You See These Thick Curtains Shut Out The Daylight: Artificial Light Suits Me A Great Deal Better; It's Absolutely Steady, And Much More Exciting.

Photography Has Arrived At The Point Where It Is Capable Of Liberating Painting From All Literature, From The Anecdote, And Even From The Subject. In Any Case, A Certain Aspect Of The Subject Now Belongs To The Domain Of Photography. So Shouldn't Painters Profit From Their Newly Acquired Liberty, And Make Use Of It To Do Other Things?

When You Start With A Portrait And Try To Find Pure Form By Abstracting More And More, You Must End Up With An Egg.

A Painting Only Lives In The Eye Of The Beholder

The Fact That For A Long Time Cubism Has Not Been Understood And That Even Today There Are People Who Cannot See Anything In It Means Nothing. I Do Not Read English, An English Book Is A Blank Book To Me. This Does Not Mean That The English Language Does Not Exist. Why Should I Blame Anyone But Myself If I Cannot Understand What I Know Nothing About?" -pablo Picasso.

Painting Is Not Done To Decorate Apartments. It Is An Instrument Of War.

The Artist Is A Receptacle For Emotions That Come From All Over The Place: From The Sky, From The Earth, From A Scrap Of Paper, From A Passing Shape, From A Spider's Web.

You Can Go To The Moon Or Walk Under The Sea, Or Anything Else You Like, But Painting Remains Painting Because It Eludes Such Investigation. It Remains There Like A Question. And It Alone Gives The Answer.

What I Have To Do Is Utilize As Best I Can The Ideas Which Objects Suggest To Me, Connect, Fuse, And Color In My Way The Shadows They Cast Within Me, Illumine Them From The Inside. And Since Of Necessity My Vision Is Quite Different From That Of The Next Man, My Painting Will Interpret Things In An Entirely Different Manner Even Though It Makes Use Of The Same Elements.

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.

Painting Is A Blind Man's Profession. He Paints Not What He Sees, But What He Feels, What He Tells Himself About What He Has Seen.

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.

Every Child Is An Artist. The Problem Is How To Remain An Artist Once We Grow Up.

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.

Titian, Rembrandt And Goya Were The Great Painters. I Am Only A Public Clown.

The Essential In This Time Of Moral Poverty Is To Create Enthusiasm.

Every Act Of Creation Is First An Act Of Destruction.

I See For Others... In Order To Put On Canvas The Sudden Apparitions Which Come To Me.

Everything Is A Miracle. It Is A Miracle That One Does Not Dissolve In One's Bath Like A Lump Of Sugar.

There Are More Copies Than Originals Among People.

Good Taste Is The Enemy Of Creativity.

Basically The French Are All Peasants.

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

Computers Are Useless. They Can Only Give You Answers.

I Have Never Had Time For The Idea Of Searching. Whenever I Wanted To Express Something, I Did So Without Thinking Of The Past Or The Future.

How Often Have I Found That Wanting To Use Blue, I Didn't Have It So I Used A Red Instead Of The Blue.

Almost Every Evening, Either I Went To [georges] Braque's Studio Or Braque Came To Mine. Each Of Us Had To See What The Other Had Done During The Day. We Criticized Each Other's Work. A Canvas Wasn't Finished Unless Both Of Us Felt It Was.

Good Artists Copy, Great Artists Steal.

It Took Me A Lifetime.

The Goal I Proposed Myself In Making Cubism? To Paint And Nothing More... With A Method Linked Only To My Thought... Neither The Good Nor The True; Neither The Useful Nor The Useless.

Every Child Is An Artist. The Problem Is How To Remain An Artist While Still Achieving Milestones And Outcomes As Required By Certain Funders And Policy-makers.

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.

Do You Think It Interests Me That This Painting Represents Two Figures? These Two Figures Existed, They Exist No More. The Sight Of Them Gave Me An Initial Emotion, Little By Little Their Real Presence Grew Indistinct They Became A Fiction For Me, Then They Disappeared, Or Rather, Were Turned Into Problems Of All Kinds. For Me They Are No Longer Two Figures But Shapes And Colours, Don't Misunderstand Me, Shapes And Colours, Though, That Sum Up The Idea Of The Two Figures And Preserve The Vibration Of Their Existence.

Never Copy Yourself, Always Copy Someone Else.

To Know What You’re Going To Draw, You Have To Begin Drawing... When I Find Myself Facing A Blank Page, That’s Always Going Through My Head. What I Capture In Spite Of Myself Interests Me More Than My Own Ideas.

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.

Computers Are Useless - All They Can Give You Are Answers.

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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.

We Have A Lot Of Reasons But Only One Real One.

Don't Waste Your Youth Growing Up.

I Am Always Doing That Which I Cannot Do, In Order That I May Learn How To Do It.

Art Is Lies That Tell The Truth.

Telling The Truth

Often While Reading A Book One Feels That The Author Wouold Heave Preferred To Paint Rather Than To Wirte; One Can Sense The Pleasure He Derives From Describing A Landscape Or A Person, As If He Were Painting What He Is Saying, Because Deep In His Heart He Would Have Preferred To Use Brushes And Colors.

It Would Be Very Curious To Record By Means Of Photographs, Not The Stage Of The Picture, But Its Metamorphoses. Perhaps One Would Perceive The Path Taken By The Mind In Order To Put Its Dreams Into A Concrete Form. But What Is Really Very Curious Is To Observe That Fundamentally The Picture Does Not Change, That Despite Appearances The Initial Vision Remains Almost Intact.

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.

In The End There Is Only Matisse.

We Must Pick Out What Is Good For Us Where We Can Find It.

Class Distinction

I Who Have Been Involved With All Styles Of Painting Can Assure You That The Only Things That Fluctuate Are The Waves Of Fashion Which Carry The Snobs And Speculators; The Number Of True Connoisseurs Remains More Or Less The Same.

In Art, Practice Always Comes Before Theory.

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.

If It's Good, It's Mine. If It's Bad, It's A Fake.

For A Long Time I Limited Myself To One Colour - As A Form Of Discipline.

For Me, There Are Two Kinds Of Women - Goddesses And Doormats.

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

I Like All Paintings. I Always Look At The Paintings, Good Or Bad, In Barbershops, Furniture Stores, Provincial Hotels. I'm Like A Drinker Who Needs Wine. As Long As It Is Wine, It Doesn't Matter Which Wine.

To Find Is The Thing.

It Is Not What An Artist Does That Counts...but What He Is.

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

When I Am Finished Painting, I Paint Again For Relaxation.

When You Start With A Portrait And Search For A Pure Form, A Clear Volume, Through Successive Eliminations, You Arrive Inevitably At The Egg. Likewise, Starting With The Egg And Following The Same Process In Reverse, One Finishes With The Portrait.

I Have Never Made Radically Different Experiments. Whenever I Wanted To Say Something, I Said It The Way I Believed I Should.

Academic Training In Beauty Is A Sham. We Have Been So Deceived, But So Well Deceived That We Can Scarcely Get Back Even A Shadow Of The Truth.

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

Art Washes Away From The Soul The Dust Of Everyday Life.

I Consider A Work Of Art As A Product Of Calculations, Calculations That Are Frequently Unknown To The Author Himself.

I Deal With Painting As I Deal With Things, I Paint A Window Just As I Look Out Of A Window. If An Open Window Looks Wrong In A Picture, I Draw The Curtain And Shut It, Just As I Would In My Own Room. In Painting, As In Life, You Must Act Directly.

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

What Might Be Taken For A Precocious Genius Is The Genius Of Childhood. When The Child Grows Up, It Disappears Without A Trace. It May Happen That This Boy Will Become A Real Painter Some Day, Or Even A Great Painter. But Then He Will Have To Begin Everything Again, From Zero.

What I Find Horrible Nowadays Is That People Are Always Trying To Find A Personality For Themselves. Nobody Bothers About What You Might Call A Painter's Ideal... The Kind That's Always Existed... No. They Couldn't Care Less About That.

You Don't Make Art, You Find It

Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting. It's Only The Masters That Matter. Those Who Create.

We Have A Definite But Unknown Quantity Of Experience At Our Disposal. As Soon As The Hourglass Is Turned, The Sand Will Begin To Run Out And Once It Starts, It Cannot Stop Until It's All Gone.

When The Individuality Of The Artist Begins To Express Itself, What The Artist Gains In The Way Of Liberty He Loses In The Way Of Order.

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.

Rhythm Is A Perception Of Time... When Drawing, The Tiredness Of The Hand Is A Rhythm.

Whatever The Source Of Emotion That Drives Me To Create, I Want To Give It A Form Which Has Some Connection With The Visible World, Even If It Is Only To Wage War On That World....i Want My Paintings To Be Able To Defend Themselves To Resist The Invader, Just As Though There Were Razor Blades On All Surfaces So No One Could Touch Them Without Cutting His Hands.

Nature Does Many Things The Way I Do, But She Hides Them!

Reality Is To Be Found In Lightness And Darkness.

From The Point Of View Of Art, There Are No Concrete Or Abstract Forms, But Only Forms Which Are More Or Less Convincing Lies.

I Don't Seek, I Find.

If You Know Exactly What You're Going To Do, What's The Good In Doing It?

If I Were To Sign It Now, I'd Be Committing Forgery. I'd Be Putting My 1943 Signature On A Canvas Painted In 1922.

Something Sacred, That's It. We Ought To Be Able To Say That Such And Such A Painting Is As It Is, With Its Capacity For Power, Because It Is "touched By God."

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.

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

The Only Pictorial Matter That Is Of Interest To Me Is The Matter And Sentiments Brought About By The Work Itself.

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

We Don't Grow Older, We Grow Riper.

In One Way Or Another, I Always Marked My Pictures. But There Were Times When I Put My Signature On The Back Of The Canvas. All My Works From The Cubist Period, Until About 1914, Have My Name And The Date On The Back Side Of The Stretcher. I Know Someone Spread The Story That In Céret, Braque And I Decided Not To Sign Our Pictures Anymore. But That's Just A Legend!

When I Was A Kid I Drew Like Michelangelo. It Took Me Years To Learn To Draw Like A Kid.

[in Developing Your Potential] ... I Don't Develop; I Am

Style Is Often Something Which Locks The Painter Into The Same Vision, The Same Technique, The Same Formula During Years And Years, Sometimes During One's Whole Lifetime.

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.

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

A Painting Is Not Thought Out In Advance. While It Is Being Done, It Changes As One’s Thoughts Change. And When It’s Finished, It Goes On Changing, According To The State Of Mind Of Whoever Is Looking At It

There Are Only Two Types Of Women - Goddesses And Doormats.

I Hate It When People Pilfer My Things.

How Could Michelangelo Have Seen His David In A Block Of Marble? Man Began To Make Images Only Because He Discovered Them Nearly Formed Around Him, Already Within Reach. He Saw Them In A Bone, In The Bumps Of A Cave, In A Piece Of Wood. One Form Suggested A Woman To Him, Another A Buffalo, Still Another The Head Of A Monster.

A Good Picture, Any Picture, Has To Be Bristling With Razor Blades.

The Different Styles I Have Been Using In My Art Must Not Be Seen As An Evolution, Or As Steps Towards An Unknown Ideal Of Painting. Everything I Have Ever Made Was Made For The Present And With The Hope That It Would Always Remain In The Present.

Cubism Is Not A Reality You Can Take In Your Hand. It's More Like A Perfume, In Front Of You, Behind You, To The Sides, The Scent Is Everywhere But You Don’t Quite Know Where It Comes From.

The Best Calculation Is The Absence Of Calculation. Once You Have Attained A Certain Level Of Recognition, Others Generally Figure That When You Do Something, It's For An Intelligent Reason. So It's Really Foolish To Plot Out Your Movements Too Carefully In Advance. You're Better Off Acting Capriciously.

Art Is A Finger Up The Bourgeoisie Ass.

Let Them Understand Above All That The Artist Works From Necessity; That He, Too, Is A Minute Element Of The World To Whom One Should Ascribe No More Importance Than So Many Things In Nature Which Charm Us But Which We Do Not Explain To Ourselves.

Today, As You Know, I Am Famous And Very Rich. But When I Am Alone With Myself, I Haven't The 'courage' To Consider Myself An Artist, In The Great And Ancient Sense Of That Word... I Am Only A Public Entertainer, Who Understands His Age.

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

Anything Worth Doing

I Begin With An Idea And Then It Becomes Something Else.

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.

It Is A Well-known Fact That We See The Faults In Other's Works More Readily Than We Do In Our Own.

Why Assume That To Look Is To See?

In Art Intentions Are Not Sufficient And, As We Say In Spanish, Love Must Be Proved By Deeds And Not By Reasons. What One Does Is What Counts And Not What One Had The Intention Of Doing.

The Revolutionary Artist Does Not Only Focus On The Negative Aspects Of Capitalist Lives, But Also Creates Visions Of A Revolutionary Future.

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

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.

There Are Painters Who Transform The Sun To A Yellow Spot, But There Are Others Who With The Help Of Their Art And Their Intelligence, Transform A Yellow Spot Into Sun

God Is Really Only Another Artist. He Invented The Giraffe, The Elephant And The Cat. He Has No Real Style, He Just Goes On Trying Other Things.

I Never Calculate. That Is Why Those Who Do, Calculate So Much Less Accurately Than I.

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

I'm A Joker Who Has Understood His Epoch And Has Extracted All He Possibly Could From The Stupidity, Greed And Vanity Of His Contemporaries.

There Are Chemists Who Spend Their Whole Lives Trying To Find Out What's In A Lump Of Sugar. I Want To Know One Thing. What Is Color?

You Mustn't Always Believe What I Say. Questions Tempt You To Tell Lies, Particularly When There Is No Answer.

You Have To Have An Idea Of What You Are Going To Do, But It Should Be A Vague Idea.

As An Artist, All I Need Is My Paints And Brushes - And Someone To Drag Me Away When The Canvas Is Done

The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures Should Be Emotion.

There Is Only One Way To See Things, Until Someone Shows Us How To Look At Them With Different Eyes

If You Can Imagine It...it Is Real

Motivation Is In The World Around Us. We Have An Infinite Amount Of Material At Our Disposal, In The Lives Of Those We Meet, In What We See And Feel, In What We Discuss And From The Passion Of Every Woman.

Everything We Can Dream Can Be Real.

Good Designers Copy; Great Designers Steal.

My Whole Life Has Been Nothing More Than A Continuous Struggle Against Reaction And The Death Of Art.

Inspiration Exists, But It Has To Find Us Working.

I Have Always Believed And Still Believe That Artists Who Live And Work With Spiritual Values Cannot And Should Not Remain Indifferent To The Conflict In Which The Highest Values Of Humanity And Civilization Are At Stake.

There Ought To Be An Absolute Dictatorship... A Dictatorship Of Painters... A Dictatorship Of One Painter... To Suppress All Those Who Have Betrayed Us.

What I Achieve The First Day Can Be Perfectly Valid, But It Is Not Satisfying. If I Can Go That Far Spontaneously, Then I Must Shed That Result As An Old Skin And Inquire Further Into The Unknown, Or At Least The Not-yet-known-to-myself.

So There's Only One Tactic For The State: Kill The Seers.

I Have A Horror Of People Who Speak About The Beautiful. What Is The Beautiful? One Must Speak Of Problems In Painting!

What Other Movement Determines The S Line? Its Aesthetic Efficacity Has Long Been Noted By Artists.

There's Nothing More Difficult Than A Line.

Painting Isn't An Aesthetic Operation; It's A Form Of Magic Designed As Mediator Between This Strange Hostile World And Us.

All Children Paint Like Geniuses. What Do We Do To Them That So Quickly Dulls This Ability?

The Secret Of Many Of My Deformations - Which Many People Do Not Understand - Is That There Is An Interaction, An Intereffect Between The Lines In A Painting: One Line Attracts The Other And At The Point Of Maximum Attraction The Lines Curve In Toward The Attracting Point And Form Is Altered.

...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.

When I Work I Relax; Doing Nothing Or Entertaining Visitors Makes Me Tired.

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

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 Simply Painted Images Of What Was Before My Eyes; It Is For Others To Find Hidden Meaning In Them.

What I Capture In Spite Of Myself Interests Me More Than My Own Ideas.

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.

People Want Art. And They Are Given It. But The Less Art There Is In Painting The More Painting There Is.

The Only Thing That's Important Is The Legend Created By The Picture, And Not Whether It Continues To Exist Itself.

Whatever Is Most Abstract May Perhaps Be The Summit Of Reality.

Love Must Be Proven By Facts And Not By Reasons.

It Is Personality With A Penny's Worth Of Talent. Error Which Chances To Rise Above The Commonplace.

When You Are Young And Without Success, You Have Only A Few Friends. Then, Later On, When You Are Rich And Famous, You Still Have A Few... If You Are Lucky.

I Want To Know One Thing, What Is Color?

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

The Painter Goes Through States Of Fullness And Evaluation. That Is The Whole Secret Of Art.

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

I've Reached The Moment Where The Movement Of My Thought Interests Me More Than The Thought Itself.

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.

When They Say That I Am Too Old To Make A Thing, I Try To Make It Immediately.

The Earth Doesn't Have A Housekeeper To Do The Dusting. And The Dust That Falls On It Every Day Remains There. Everything That's Come Down To Us From The Past Has Been Conserved By Dust.

Is There Anything More Dangerous Than Sympathetic Understanding?

Style Is Besides The Point. Nobody Would Pay Attention If One Always Said The Same Thing, In The Same Words And The Same Tone Of Voice.

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