We must pick out what is good for us where we can find it.

Bad artists copy. Good artists steal.

Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.

What I capture in spite of myself interests me more than my own ideas.

In one way or another, I always marked my pictures. But there were times when I put my signature on the back of the canvas. All my works from the cubist period, until about 1914, have my name and the date on the back side of the stretcher. I know someone spread the story that in Céret, Braque and I decided not to sign our pictures anymore. But that's just a legend!

Give me a museum and I'll fill it.

The connoisseur of painting gives only bad advice to the painter. For that reason I have given up trying to judge myself.