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There ought to be an absolute dictatorship... a dictatorship of painters... a dictatorship of one painter... to suppress all those who have betrayed us.
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What might be taken for a precocious genius is the genius of childhood. When the child grows up, it disappears without a trace. It may happen that this boy will become a real painter some day, or even a great painter. But then he will have to begin everything again, from zero.
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Academic training in beauty is a sham. We have been deceived... The beauties of the Parthenon, Venuses, Nymphs, Narcissuses are so many lies. Art is not the application of a canon of beauty but what the instinct and the brain can conceive beyond any canon.
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You cannot go against nature. She is stronger than the strongest of men. We can permit ourselves some liberties, but in details only.
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Love must be proven by facts and not by reasons.
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Without great solitude no serious work is possible.
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I put in my pictures everything I like. So much the worse for the things - they have to get along with one another.
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If I spit, they will take my spit and frame it as great art.
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Mathematics, trigonometry, chemistry, psychoanalysis, music, and what not have been related to cubism to give it an easier interpretation. All this has been pure literature, not to say nonsense, which brought bad results, blinding people with theories. Cubism has kept itself within the limits and limitations of painting, never pretending to go beyond it.
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We artists are indestructible; even in a prison, or in a concentration camp, I would be almighty in my own world of art, even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell.
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Art is a finger up the bourgeoisie ass.
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Nothing can be accomplished without solitude; I have made a kind of solitude for myself.
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In the old days pictures went forward toward completion by stages. Every day brought something new. A picture used to be a sum of additions. In my case a picture is a sum of destructions. I do a picture - then I destroy it. In the end though, nothing is lost: the red I took away from one place turns up somewhere else
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Good designers copy; great designers steal.
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In the end there is only Matisse.
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For me, art has neither past nor future. All I have ever made was for the present.
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As far as I am concerned, a painting speaks for itself. What is the use of giving explanations, when all is said and done? A painter has only one language.
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When I haven't any blue I use red.
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Drink to me. Drink to my health. You know I can't drink any more.
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A painting only lives in the eye of the beholder.
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Age only matters when one is aging. Now that I have arrived at a great age, I might as well be twenty.
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When German soldiers used to come to my studio and look at my pictures of Guernica, they'd ask 'Did you do this?'. And I'd say, 'No, you did.'
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I don't seek, I find.
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...art is something subversive. It's something that should not be free. Art and liberty, like the fire of Prometheus, are things that one must steal, to be used against the established order.