Art has absolutely no existence as veracity, as truth.

It's true, of course, humor is very important in my life, as you know. That's the only reason for living, in fact.

The individual, man as a man, man as a brain, if you like, interests me more than what he makes, because I've noticed that most artists only repeat themselves.

The most interesting thing about artists is how they live

An abstract painting need in 50 years by no means look "abstract" any longer.

The curious thing about that moustache and goatee is that when you look at the Mona Lisa it becomes a man. It is not a woman disguised as a man; it is a real man, and that was my discovery, without realising it at the time.

The life of an artist is like the life of a monk, a lewd monk if you like, very Rabelaisian. It is an ordination.