My toys were those of a boy: skates, bicycles.

I don't know how to write love letters.

I put on the canvas whatever comes into my mind.

To paint is the most terrific thing that there is, but to do it well is very difficult.

I was a child who went about in a world of colors... My friends, my companions, became women slowly; I became old in instants.

Of the opposite sex, I have the moustache and, in general, the face.

I am in agreement with everything my father taught me and nothing my mother taught me.

I am happy to be alive, as long as I can paint.

The most important part of the body is the brain. Of my face, I like the eyebrows and eyes. Aside from that, I like nothing. My head is too small.

I find that Americans completely lack sensibility and good taste. They are boring, and they all have faces like unbaked rolls.