I Draw Like Other People Bite Their

I'd Like To Live As A Poor Man With Lots Of Money.

The Artist Must Know The Manner Whereby To Convince Others Of The Truthfulness Of His Lies.

Formerly Pictures Used To Move Towards Completion In Progressive Stages. Each Day Would Bring Something New. A Picture Was A Sum Of Additions. With Me, Picture Is A Sum Of Destructions. I Do A Picture, Then I Destroy It. But In The Long Run Nothing Is Lost; The Red That I Took Away From One Place Turns Up Somewhere Else.

When I Die, It Will Be A Shipwreck, And As When A Huge Ship Sinks, Many People All Around Will Be Sucked Down With It.

Something Sacred, That's It. We Ought To Be Able To Say That Such And Such A Painting Is As It Is, With Its Capacity For Power, Because It Is "touched By God."