I'd like to live like a poor man with a lot of money.

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!

Painting is a jeu d'esprit.

It's a poor artist who borrows--a good artist steals.

I paint the way some people write an autobiography. The paintings, finished or not, are the pages from my diary.

Lord, protect me from what I want!

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