Art is a lie that makes us realise truth ... that is given us to understand.

I have discovered photography. Now I can kill myself. I have nothing else to learn.

Art is not the application of a canon of beauty but what the instinct and the brain can conceive beyond any canon. When we love a woman we don't start measuring her limbs.

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.

Now there is fame! Of all - hunger, misery, the incomprehension by the public - fame is by far the worst. It is the castigation of God by the artist. It is sad. It is true.

When we did Cubist paintings, our intention was not to produce Cubist paintings but to express what was within us. No one laid down a course of action for us, and our friends the poets followed our endeavour attentively but they never dictated it to us.