To me, a painter, if not the most useful, is the least harmful member of our society.

My works were designed to amuse, annoy, bewilder, mystify and inspire reflection.

The streets are full of admirable craftsmen, but so few practical dreamers.

Each one of us, in his timidity, has a limit beyond which he is outraged. It is inevitable that he who by concentrated application has extended this limit for himself, should arouse the resentment of those who have accepted conventions which, since accepted by all, require no initiative of application. And this resentment generally takes the form of meaningless laughter or of criticism, if not persecution.

The complicated engines manufactured by men demand, if one really wants to use them, much calm. Ever since our love for machines replaced the love we used to have for our fellow man, catastrophes proceed to increase.

If the affairs of the world were put in the hands of the screwball artists, it couldn’t be in a worse state than it is now !

To me, a painter, if not the most useful, is the least harmful member of our society.