Spanish Surrealist Painter
Salvador Dalí, fully Salvador Domingo Felipe Jacinto Dalí i Domènech
Spanish Surrealist Painter
Love, I said, it seemed strangely gastric certain sensations of the first symptoms of dizziness, restlessness and tremors produced a so delicate that one was not sure if he loved or was going to vomit.
Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.
Wars have never hurt anybody except the people who die.
Many people do not reach their eighties because they try to stay in their forties too long.
Take me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic.
We are all hungry and thirsty for concrete images. Abstract art will have been good for one thing: to restore its exact virginity to figurative art.
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.
The difference between false memories and true ones is the same as for jewels: it is always the false ones that look the most real, the most brilliant.
What is a television apparatus to man, who has only to shut his eyes to see the most inaccessible regions of the seen and the never seen, who has only to imagine in order to pierce through walls and cause all the planetary Baghdads of his dreams to rise from the dust.
The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot.
What is a television apparatus to man, who has only to shut his eyes to see the most inaccessible
New skin, a new land! And a land of liberty, if that is possible! I chose the geology of a land that was new to me, and that was young, virgin, and without drama, that of America. I traveled in America, but instead of romantically and directly rubbing the snakeskin of my body against the asperities of its terrain, I preferred to peel protected within the armor of the gleaming black crustacean of a Cadillac which I gave Gala as a present. Nevertheless all the men who admire and the women who are in love with my old skin will easily be able to find its remnants in shredded pieces of various sizes scattered to the winds along the roads from New York via Pittsburgh to California. I have peeled with every wind; pieces of my skin have remained caught here and there along my way, scattered through that promised land which is America; certain pieces of this skin have remained hanging in the spiny vegetation of the Arizona desert, along the trails where I galloped on horseback, where I got rid of all my former Aristotelian planetary notions. Other pieces of my skin have remained spread out like tablecloths without food on the summits of the rocky masses by which one reaches the Salt Lake, in which the hard passion of the Mormons saluted in me the European phantom of Apollinaire. Still other pieces have remained suspended along the antediluvian bridge of San Francisco, where I saw in passing the ten thousand most beautiful virgins in America, completely naked, standing in line on each side of me as I passed, like two rows of organ-pipes of angelic flesh with cowrie-shell sea vulvas.
What is an elegant woman? An elegant woman is a woman who despises you and who has no hair under her arms.
In order to acquire a growing and lasting respect in society, it is a good thing, if you possess great talent, to give, early in your youth, a very hard kick to the right shin of the society that you love. After that, be a snob.
No masterpiece was ever created by a lazy artist.
The only difference between me and a madman is I'm not mad.
Instead of stubbornly attempting to use surrealism for purposes of subversion, it is necessary to try to make of surrealism something as solid, complete and classic as the works of museums.
Nobody dared to touch them. This was my test regarding the sacred aspect of mustaches.
The only difference between me and the Surrealists is that I am a Surrealist.
When I paint, the ocean [sea] roars. Others merely paddle in their bath.
Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.
Oh, Salvador, Now you know the truth; if you act the genius you will be one.