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.

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

We might adapt for the artist the joke about there being nothing more dangerous than instruments of war in the hands of generals. In the same way, there is nothing more dangerous than justice in the hands of judges, and a paint brush in the hands of a painter! Just think of the danger to society! But today we haven't the heart to expel the painters and poets because we no longer admit to ourselves that there is any danger in keeping them in our midst.

Every positive value has its price in negative terms... the genius of Einstein leads to Hiroshima.

The quality of a painter depends on the amount of past he carries with him.

Everything exists in limited quantity - especially happiness.

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