And Loplop, bird superior, has transformed himself into flesh without flesh and will dwell among us.

Who made art history? Not the most reasonable people. The mad men did. If painting is the mirror of a time, it must be mad to have a true image of what that time is. To one madness we oppose another madness.

Woman's nudity is wiser than the philosopher's teachings.

And Loplop, bird superior, has transformed himself into flesh without flesh and will dwell among us.

All good ideas arrive by chance.

Collage is the noble conquest of the irrational, the coupling of two realities, irreconcilable in appearance, upon a plane which apparently does not suit them.

Painting is neither decorative amusement, nor the plastic invention of felt reality; it must be every time: invention, discovery, revelation.