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• God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant, and the cat.
  He has no real style. He just keeps on trying other things....
• I hate that aesthetic game of the eye and the mind, played by these connoisseurs, these mandarins who "appreciate" beauty.
  What is beauty, anyway? There's no such thing. I never "appreciate," any more than I "like....
• Youth has no age. -- Pablo Picasso (1881-1973) -- Arts de France, no. 6 (1946)
• Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing?
  Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint....
• To finish a work? To finish a picture? What nonsense!
  To finish it means to be through with it, to kill it, to rid it of its soul, to give it its final blow....
• The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place
  from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web....
• Drink to me. -- Last words of Pablo Picasso
• Drink to me. -- Pablo Picasso - last word
• If everybody is looking for it, then nobody is finding it.
  If we were cultured, we would not be conscious of lacking culture....