Everything alters me, but nothing changes me.

Painting is an infinitely minute part of my personality.

A true artist is not one who is inspired, but one who inspires others.

You have to systematically create confusion, it sets creativity free. Everything that is contradictory creates life

Each morning when I awake, I experience again a supreme pleasure - that of being Salvador Dali.

Great wine requires a mad man to grow the vine, a wise man to watch over it, a lucid poet to make it, and a lover to drink it.

There are some days when I think I'm going to die from an overdose of satisfaction.

I am not strange. I am just not normal.

One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.

Mistakes are almost always of a sacred nature. Never try to correct them. On the contrary: rationalize them, understand them thoroughly. After that, it will be possible for you to sublimate them.

Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.

It is very difficult for those always in the spotlight who have constant pressure on them where there is however but a tiny window of freedom if your fortunate enough not to dream." -Julian Quintero

In the words of the philosopher Sceptum, the founder of my profession: am I going to get paid for this?

LINK OUT OF SYNCWhen the mind fails to keep pace with the body's maturityKamil Ali

On Twitter, when someone would die, I would write a joke. Or if there's a tragedy, I would write a joke and tweet it. That was my thing, and then at a certain point, people started demanding it.

The moral turpitude of the boys of today appears to center in their failure to concentrate on any particular objective long enough to obtain their maximum results.

Who lives content with little possesses everything.

If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she's wearing your best sweater.

Sometimes too much thinking leads to the Death of Doing

I have begun to think of life as a series of ripples widening out from an original center.

It takes little talent to see what lies under one's nose, a good deal to know in what direction to point that organ.