Geniuses must never die, the progress of mankind depends on us
[I am a] contradictory and paradoxical man.
Dali was Renaissance man converted to psychoanalysis.
Sometimes I spit on my mother's portrait for pleasure.
Drawing is the honesty of the art.
I dedicate this novel to Gala, who was constantly by my side while I was writing it, who was the good fairy of my equilibrium, who banished the salamanders of my doubts and strengthened the lions of certainties.