All Critics Should Be Assassinated.

I Paint When I Cannot Photograph.

There Is No Progress In Art, Any More Than There Is Progress In Making Love.

Dada Cannot Live In New York. All New York Is Dada, And Will Not Tolerate A Rival.

I Paint What Cannot Be Photographed, That Which Comes From The Imagination Or From Dreams, Or From An Unconscious Drive.

I Like Contradictions. We Have Never Attained The Infinite Variety And Contradictions That Exist In Nature. Tomorrow I Shall Contradict Myself. That Is The One Way I Have Of Asserting My Liberty, The Real Liberty One Does Not Find As A Member Of Society.