The essential in this time of moral poverty is to create enthusiasm.

The earth doesn't have a housekeeper to do the dusting. And the dust that falls on it every day remains there. Everything that's come down to us from the past has been conserved by dust.

Art is a finger up the bourgeoisie ass.

Every now and then one paints a picture that seems to have opened a door and serves as a stepping stone to other things.

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

I who have been involved with all styles of painting can assure you that the only things that fluctuate are the waves of fashion which carry the snobs and speculators; the number of true connoisseurs remains more or less the same.

It is your work in life that is the ultimate seduction.