I was interested in ideas, not merely visual products. I wanted to put painting once again at the service of the mind.

Unless a picture shocks, it is nothing.

I'm not at all sure that the concept of the readymade isn't the most important single idea to come out of my work.

I wanted to kill art for myself.. ..a new thought for that object.

I believe that the artist doesn't know what he does. I attach even more importance to the spectator than to the artist.

I feel shame, not for the wrong things I have done, but for the right things that I have failed to do.

To all appearances, the artist acts like a mediumistic being who, from the labyrinth beyond time and space, seeks his way out to a clearing.