The problem with the youth of today' is that one is no longer part of it.

Every morning upon awakening, I experience a supreme pleasure: that of being Salvador Dali, and I ask myself, wonderstruck, what prodigious thing will he do today, this Salvador Dali.

All of my knowledge, of both science and religion, I incorporate into the classical tradition of my painting.

Someone like myself, who claimed to be a real madman, living and organized with a Pythagorean precision.

I am not strange. I am just not normal.

This grandiose tragedy that we call modern art.

Nothing proves the truth of surrealism so much as photography. The Zeiss lens has unexpected faculties of surprise!