July 13, 1954 was the most tragic day of my life. I had lost my beloved Frida forever. To late now I realized that the most wonderful part of my life had been my love for Frida.

Through her paintings, she breaks all the taboos of the woman's body and of female sexuality.

To be an artist, one must . . . never shirk from the truth as he understands it, never withdraw from life

I've never believed in God, but I believe in Picasso.

July 13, 1954 was the most tragic day of my life. I had lost my beloved Frida forever. To late now I realized that the most wonderful part of my life had been my love for Frida.

The artist must try to raise the level of taste of the masses, not debase himself to the level of unformed and impoverished taste.

I am an atheist and I consider religions to be a form of collective neurosis. I am not an enemy of the Catholics, as I am not an enemy of the tuberculars, the myopic or the paralytics; you cannot be an enemy of the sick, only their good friend in order to help them cure themselves.