“Feet, what do I need them forIf I have wings to fly.”

“I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.”

“You too know that all my eyes see, all I touch with myself, from any distance, is Diego. The caress of fabrics, the color of colors, the wires, the nerves, the pencils, the leaves, the dust, the ce...”

“I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of madness. Then: Id arrange flowers, all day long, Id paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity ...”

“I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.”

“I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.”

“I am not saying that Hitler was a choir boy. But I am saying, let him who was innocent in the Second World War cast the first stone.”

“Who I am as a guitarist is defined by my failure to become Jimi Hendrix.”

“Pride is ugly. It says, 'If you succeed, I am a failure.'”

“You don't know me. You know one me, just like I know one you. And you can't know every me, and I can't know every you.”

“When I knew people, I knew me and when I knew me, I knew people.”

“Our spirit knows our purpose, let these en-grained impressions shape our perceptions of who we think we are today.”

“If I ever saw my muse she would be an old woman with a tight bun and spectacles poking me in the middle of the back and growling, "Wake up and write the book!”

“To feed your Muse, then, you should always have been hungry about life since you were a child. If not, it is a little late to start.”

“Laughing in my ear is a muse amused by how I paint her whims on paper with silly words.”