I Would Like To Be Famous But

The Artist Does Not Draw What He Sees, But What He Has To Make Others See.

What A Horrible Thing Yellow Is.

I Should Like To Be Famous And Unknown.

One Reproduces Only That Which Is Striking; That Is To Say, The Necessary. Thus, One's Recollections And Inventions Are Liberated From The Tyranny Which Nature Exerts.

It Seems To Me That Today If The Artist Wishes To Be Serious... He Must Once More Sink Himself In Solitude.