Machines have come, art has fled, and I am far from thinking photography can help us.

We never really know what stupidity is until we have experimented on ourselves.

I shut my eyes in order to see.

Do not copy nature. Art is an abstraction. Rather, bring your art forth by dreaming in front of her and think more of creation.

Night is here. All is at rest. My eyes close in order to see without actually understanding the dream that flees before men infinite space; and I experience the languorous sensation produced by the mournful procession of my hopes.

Go on working, freely and furiously, you will make progress and sooner or later your worth will be recognised, if you have any.

In Europe men and women have intercourse because they love each other. In the South Seas they love each other because they have had intercourse. Who is right?