Forcing Yourself To Use Restricted Means Is

Paradise Is To Love Many Things With A Passion.

Each Time I Undertake To Paint A Picture I Have A Sensation Of Leaping Into Space. I Never Know Whether I Shall Fall On My Feet. It Is Only Later That I Begin To Estimate More Exactly The The Effect Of My Work.

There's No Such Thing As A Bad Picasso, But Some Are Less Good Than Others.

Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting. It's Only The Masters That Matter. Those Who Create.

Everybody Has The Same Energy Potential. The Average Person Wastes His In A Dozen Little Ways. I Bring Mine To Bear On One Thing Only: My Paintings, And Everything Else Is Sacrificed To It...myself Included.