There is no art without intoxication. But I mean a mad intoxication! Let reason teeter! Delirium!

Art must make you laugh a little and make you a little afraid. Anything as long as it doesn't bore.

I had given up ( around 1950, fh) any ambition of making a career as an artist…..I had lost all interest in the art shown in galleries and museums, and I no longer aspired to fit in that world. I loved the paintings done by children, and my only desire was to do the same for my own pleasure.

When I want to draw a camel I no longer limit myself, as I once did, to looking only at camels.

The real function of art is to change mental patterns ... making new thought possible.

What I expect from any work of art is that it surprises me, that it violates my customary valuations of things and offers me other, unexpected ones.

The things we truly love, the things forming the basis and roots of our being, are generally things we never look at. A huge piece of carpeting, empty and naked plains, silent and uninterrupted stretches with nothing to alter the homogeneity of their continuity. I love wide, homogenous worlds, unstaked, unlimited like the sea, like high snows, deserts, and steppes.