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.

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

The virtue of pride, which was once the beauty of mankind, has given place to that fount of ugliness, Christian humility.

The role of the painter . . . is to project that which sees itself in him.

Before he goes into the water, a diver cannot know what he will bring back.

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

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.