Whether he wants it or not, man is the instrument of nature; she imposes on him character and appearance.

The people no longer seek consolation in art. But the refined people, the rich, the idlers seek the new, the extraordinary, the extravagant, the scandalous.

If I spit, they will take my spit and frame it as great art.

Cubism is not a reality you can take in your hand. It's more like a perfume, in front of you, behind you, to the sides, the scent is everywhere but you don’t quite know where it comes from.

When I die, it will be a shipwreck, and as when a huge ship sinks, many people all around will be sucked down with it.

Painting is a jeu d'esprit.

I don't say everything, but I paint everything.