People Call Me The Painter Of Dancers,

So That's The Telephone? They Ring, And You Run.

I Have Been, Or Seemed, Hard With Everyone Because I Was Carried Away By A Sort Of Brutality Born Of My Distrust In Myself And My Ill-humor. I Have Felt So Badly Equipped, So Soft, In Spite Of The Fact That My Attitude Towards Art Seemed To Me So Just. I Was Disgusted With Everyone, And Especially Myself.

Be Sure To Give The Same Expression To A Person's Face That You Give To His Body.

Women Can Never Forgive Me; They Hate Me, They Feel That I Am Disarming Them. I Show Them Without Their Coquetry.

If Painting Weren't So Difficult, It Wouldn't Be Fun.