Computers are stupid.

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!

Something sacred, that's it. We ought to be able to say that such and such a painting is as it is, with its capacity for power, because it is "touched by God."

Painting is not made to decorate apartments. It's an offensive and defensive weapon against the enemy. (about Guernica).

We don't grow older, we grow riper.

I don't own any of my own paintings because a Picasso original costs several thousand dollars and that's a luxury I cannot afford.

There's nothing so similar to one poodle dog as another poodle dog, and that goes for women, too.