Pablo Picasso

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.

I don't believe in accidents. There are only encounters in history. There are no accidents.

I begin with an idea and then it becomes something else.

I just had an idea that went right over my head.

I think in the corridors of power these dangerous kinds of orders are issued in a much more vague way, passed down two or three levels of command before they're given to the assassin.