Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.

Truth exists; only lies are invented.

Thanks to the oval I have discovered the meaning of the horizontal and the vertical.

There is only one valuable thing in art: the thing you cannot explain.

Art is a wound turned into light.

The painter thinks in terms of form and color. The goal is not to be concerned with the reconstitution of an anecdotal fact, but with constitution of a pictorial fact.

The painting is finished when the idea has disappeared.

A painting without something disturbing in it – what's that?.

Art is polymorphic. A picture appears to each onlooker under a different guise.

If we had never met Picasso, would Cubism have been what it is? I think not. The meeting with Picasso was a circumstance in our lives.

When objects shattered into fragments appeared in my painting about 1909, this for me was a way of getting closest to the object... Fragmentation helped me to establish space and movement in space.

The least important person in a business is the most important person in a business.

One day I was thinking about my past, It was really impossible to lose because the every moment in past was Mind blowing. <3

Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains losses and disappointments but let us have patience and we soon shall see them in their proper figures.

Our knowledge is a little island in a great ocean of nonknowledge.

I don't like spinach, and I'm glad I don't, because if I liked it I'd eat it, and I just hate it.

It's almost like he's started to sound even more exotic the more people started doing him. I don't know why, but there's just something about Al Gore that makes me laugh.

There's no space for wildlife; the humans are crowding them out.

This is what holidays, travels, vacations are about. It is not really rest or even leisure we chase. We strain to renew our capacity for wonder to shock ourselves into astonishment once again.

When we imply that our works are for God and not our neighbor, we perpetuate the idea that God's love for us is dependent on what we do instead of on what Christ has done.

Each of us lives within the universe - the prison - of his own brain.