The things that Picasso and I said to one another during those years will never be said again, and even if they were, no one would understand them anymore. It was like being roped together on a mountain.

Writing is not describing, painting is not depicting. Verisimilitude is merely an illusion.

The starting point of a picture for any painter is a matter of colors and form...I believe that the poetry of art - if that is what one may call it - is a matter of animating these forms and colors.

We will never have repose. The present is perpetual.

One must not imitate what one wants to create.

The things that Picasso and I said to one another during those years will never be said again, and even if they were, no one would understand them anymore. It was like being roped together on a mountain.

The function of Art is to disturb. Science reassures.