Drawing Is The Honesty Of The Art.

I Do Not Believe In My Death.

Each Morning When I Awake, I Experience Again A Supreme Pleasure - That Of Being Salvador Dali.

[i Am A] Contradictory And Paradoxical Man.

I Was Never Capable Of Being An Average Pupil. I Would Either Seem Refractory To Any Teaching And Give The Impression Of Being Completely Dumb Or I Would Fling Myself On My Work With A Frenzy, A Patience, And A Willingness To Learn That Astonished Everybody. But To Awaken My Zeal, It Was Necessary To Offer Me Something I Liked. Once My Appetite Had Been Whetted, I Became Ravenously Hungry.

The First Man To Compare The Cheeks Of A Young Woman To A Rose Was Obviously A Poet; The First To Repeat It Was Possibly An Idiot.