Georges Braque

Once an object has been incorporated in a picture it accepts a new destiny.

With age, art and life become one.

The painting is finished when the idea has disappeared.

Truth exists, only falsehood has to be invented.

There is only one valuable thing in art: the thing you cannot explain.

One has to guard against a formula that is good for everything, that can interpret reality in addition to the other arts, and that rather than creating can only result in a style, or a stylization.

Painting is a nail to which I fasten my ideas.

I have made a great discovery. I no longer believe in anything. Objects don't exist for me except in so far as a rapport exists between them and myself. When one attains this harmony, one reaches a sort of intellectual non-existence, what I can only describe as a sense of peace, which makes everything possible and right. Life then becomes a perpetual revelation. That is true poetry.

The starting point of a picture for any painter is a matter of colors and form...I believe that the poetry of art - if that is what one may call it - is a matter of animating these forms and colors.

When one reaches this state of harmony between things and one's self, one reaches a state of perfect freedom and peace-which makes everything possible and right. Life becomes perpetual revelation.

I do not believe in things. I believe in relationships.

In art there is only one thing that counts: the bit that cannot be explained.

Nature is a mere pretext for a decorative composition, plus sentiment. It suggests emotion, and I translate that emotion into art.

In art, progress lies not in an extension, but in a knowledge of limitations.