What is a face, really? Its own photo? Its make-up? Or is it a face as painted by such or such painter? That which is in front? Inside? Behind? And the rest? Doesn't everyone look at himself in his own particular way? Deformations simply do not exist.

All art is subversive.

When I am told I am too old to do something, I try to do it right away.

I understand my own pictures best six months after I have done them.

Almost every evening, either I went to [Georges] Braque's studio or Braque came to mine. Each of us had to see what the other had done during the day. We criticized each other's work. A canvas wasn't finished unless both of us felt it was.

Go and do the things you can't. That is how you get to do them.

The older you get the stronger the wind gets - and it's always in your face.