If you give a meaning to certain things in my paintings it may be very true, but it is not my idea to give this meaning. What ideas and conclusions you have got I obtained too, but instinctively, unconsciously. I make the painting for the painting. I paint the objects for what they are.

When you're really young, you're young for life.

If only we could pull out our brain and use only our eyes.

I have had no true friends, only lovers.

I don't believe in accidents. There are only encounters in history. There are no accidents.

A painter is a man who paints what he sells; an artist, on the other hand, is a man who sells what he paints.

As far as I am concerned, a painting speaks for itself. What is the use of giving explanations, when all is said and done? A painter has only one language.