The most beautiful book would be that which would not be possible to consider as a book.
When art appears, life disappears.
To paint so as not to have to think any more pleases me, to think in order to paint is a piece of nonsense on the high tide of the spirit.
Gallery openings fill me with melancholy, the same goes for weddings and funerals.
—Francis Picabia, Yes No: Poems & Sayings (Hanuman Books, 1990), translated by Rémy Hall