Mankind owns its destiny, and its destiny is the earth. We are destroying it until we have no destiny.

It was worthwhile to come here only to see why Europe is rottening, why all this people - good for nothing - are the cause of all the Hitlers and Mussolinis.

I paint my own reality.

They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn't. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.

I never knew I was a surrealist till Andre Breton came to Mexico and told me I was.

I paint flowers so they will not die.

I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.