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

It is a well-known fact that we see the faults in other's works more readily than we do in our own.

Museums are just a lot of lies, and the people who make art their business are mostly imposters. We have infected the pictures in museums with all our stupidities, all our mistakes, all our poverty of spirit. We have turned them into petty and ridiculous things.

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!

Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.

You have to have an idea of what you are going to do, but it should be a vague idea.

I'm a joker who has understood his epoch and has extracted all he possibly could from the stupidity, greed and vanity of his contemporaries.