For me, Christ has always symbolized the true type of the Jewish martyr.

To call everything that appears illogical, fantasy, fairy tale, or chimera would be practically to admit not understanding nature.

My hands were too soft.. I had to find some special occupation, some kind of work that would not force me to turn away from the sky and the stars, that would allow me to discover the meaning of life.

Great art picks up where nature ends.

Work isn't to make money; you work to justify life.

In our life there is a single color, as on an artist's palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.

What a genius, that Picasso. It is a pity he doesn't paint.