Artistic imagination must remain free. It is by definition free from any fidelity to circumstances, especially to the intoxicating circumstances of history.

It is impossible for me to envisage a picture as being other than a window, and why my first concern is then to know what it looks out on.

The simplest act of surrealism is to walk out into the street, gun in hand, and shoot at random.

The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up.

Let us not mince words: the marvelous is always beautiful, anything marvelous is beautiful, in fact only the marvelous is beautiful.

At the word witch, we imagine the horrible old crones from Macbeth. But the cruel trials witches suffered teach us the opposite. Many perished precisely because they were young and beautiful.

Every time you date someone with an issue that you have to work to ignore, you're settling.