One Does Not Marry Art. One Ravishes

Art Is Vice. One Does Not Wed It, One Rapes It.

What A Delightful Thing Is The Conversation Of Specialists! One Understands Absolutely Nothing And It's Charming.

Only Two Of My Personalities Are Schizophrenic, But One Of Them Is Paranoid And The Other One Is Out To Get Him. Only When He No Longer Knows What He Is Doing Does The Painter Do Good Things.

These Women Of Mine Are Decent, Simple Human Beings Who Have No Other Concern Than That Of Their Physical Condition... It Is As Though One Were Watching Through A Keyhole.

Drawing Is Not What You See But What You Must Make Others See.