Wars have never hurt anybody except the people who die.

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.

To belong somewhere. That was something much more important than belonging to someone. Now, he used to think to himself that maybe he took too serious that 'mission' of belonging somewhere.

Magic is a very beautiful mystery. Even the ages old magic effects still surprises the most modern men.

I've always loved the dialogue that Pedro Almodovar writes.

I'm not someone who is a fan of a lot of violence.

Everything that happens in this world is a part of a great plan of God running through all time.

Half the world cries Half the world laughs Half the world tries To be the other half

Seclusion is the price of greatness.

Find the courage to seek out your big dream, regardless of what anyone else says or thinks.

Touching His human nature, Jesus is no longer present with us. Touching his Divine nature, He is never absent from us.

My prophecy is but half his journey yet, For yonder walls, that pertly front your town, Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds, Must kiss their own feet.