Computers Are Stupid.

The Artist Is A Receptacle For Emotions That Come From All Over The Place: From The Sky, From The Earth, From A Scrap Of Paper, From A Passing Shape, From A Spider's Web.

I Have Had No True Friends, Only Lovers.

Art Is A Lie That Makes Us Realize Truth.

When We Discovered Cubism, We Did Not Have The Aim Of Discovering Cubism. We Only Wanted To Express What Was In Us.

Different Themes Inevitably Require Different Methods Of Expression. This Does Not Imply Either Evolution Or Progress; It Is A Matter Of Following The Idea One Wants To Express And The Way In Which One Wants To Express It.