“Man cannot change or escape his time. The eye sees the present and the future.”

When I paint, the Sea Roars Others Splash about in the bath.

Happy is he who causes a scandal.

Beauty should be edible, or not at all.

I am the first to be surprised and often terrified by the images that I see appear on my canvas.

Picasso is a communist. Neither am I.

Each morning when I awake, I experience again a supreme pleasure – that of being Salvador Dali.

Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.

I do not understand why, when I ask for grilled lobster in a restaurant, I’m never served a cooked telephone.

Mustache? Mustache? Mustache?” Nobody dared to touch them. This was my test regarding the sacred aspect of mustaches.

The problem with the youth of today’ is that one is no longer part of it.

I do not believe in my death.

This grandiose tragedy that we call modern art.

If you understand a painting beforehand, you might as well not paint it.

Young people need plenty of difficulties to achieve something.

Forever will be you and me.

A true artist is not one who is inspired, but one who inspires others.

Dynamism is a function of change.

What we have been, or now are, we shall not be tomorrow.

There is a powerful force unleashed when young people resolve to make a change.

Can’t change what you don’t acknowledge.

Lasting change is a series of compromises. And compromise is all right, as long your values don’t change.

You can’t change other people or (some) conditions; you can change only your reactions to them.

When you love something, you get to know it. Then you feel the ownership and if it changes, you only love it as far as you know it because then you’re like, “What is this?”

I’m not the type of person that just needs to feel concrete and like nothing’s going to change. I revel in the change.