“Many people do not reach their eighties because they spend too much time in their forties.”

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.

I do not paint a portrait to look like the subject, rather does the person grow to look like his portrait.

We are all hungry and thirsty for concrete images.

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

The connoisseur does not drink wine but tastes its secrets.

It is not necessary for the public to know whether I am joking or whether I am serious, just as it is not necessary for me to know it myself.

What is important is to spread confusion, not eliminate it.

Painting is an infinitely minute part of my personality.

This grandiose tragedy that we call modern art.

The most important thing is growing old gracefully.

Be Young, Be Dope, Be Proud.

The older one gets, the more one feels that the present moment must be enjoyed, comparable to a state of grace.

People think that their world will get smaller as they get older. My experience is just the opposite. Your senses become more acute. You start to blossom.

Life is meant to be lived to the fullest, no matter your age.

Problems begin the moment we’re born. We’re born with infinite possibilities, only to give up on one after another. To choose one thing means to give up another. That’s inevitable. But what can you do? That’s what it is to live.

Everything is so dreamy when you are young. After you grow up it kind of becomes, just real.

Believe it or not we are all born unique and special.