“I am not sick. I am broken. But I am happy to be alive as long as I can paint.”

I want a storm to come and flood us into a song that no one wrote.

Pain, pleasure and death are no more than a process for existence. The revolutionary struggle in this process is a doorway open to intelligence.

I was a child who went about in a world of colors. My friends, my companions, became women slowly; I became old in instants.

You deserve the best, the very best, because you are one of the few people in this lousy world who are honest to themselves, and that is the only thing that really counts.

There is nothing more precious than laughter.

I don’t know how to write love letters.

Of the opposite sex, I have the moustache and, in general, the face.

Painting completed my life. I lost three children and a series of other things that would have fulfilled my horrible life. My painting took the place of all of this. I think work is the best.

I love you more than my own skin.

Painting completed my life.

To paint is the most terrific thing that there is, but to do it well is very difficult.

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.

I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.

Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?

I want to be inside your darkest everything.

My toys were those of a boy: skates, bicycles.

As far as I’ve been alive, women have always been more or less the symbol of sexuality rather than the male. We don’t see the naked male body, as the symbol of sex.

Being satisfied with what we already have is a magical golden key to being alive in a full, unrestricted, and inspired way.

You are only here now; you’re only alive in this moment.

Do not bring flowers to my grave. Bring them to someone who is yet alive.

Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.

If you’re just letting the time pass at your job, it’s just dead time and you’ll never get it back. If at that job you’re learning and you’re observing and you’re seeing about people and connections, it’s suddenly alive time.

The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.

Audiences have kept me alive.