What Is Certain Is That

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

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.

There Is Too Much Talk And Gossip; Pictures Are Apparently Made, Like Stock-market Prices, By Competition Of People Eager For Profits... All This Traffic Sharpens Our Intelligence And Falsifies Our Judgment.

There Are Some Women Who Should Barely Be Spoken To; They Should Only Be Caressed.

One Must Do The Same Subject Over Again Ten Times, A Hundred Times. In Art Nothing Must Resemble An Accident, Not Even Movement.