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Hello Dali - Part Two






"Every morning when I wake up, I experience an exquisite joy - the joy of being Salvador Dalí - and I ask myself in rapture: What wonderful things this Salvador Dalí is going to accomplish today?" Salvador Dali

"At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since." Salvador Dali

"Drawing is the honesty of the art. There is no possibility of cheating. It is either good or bad." Salvador Dali

"I do not paint a portrait to look like the subject, rather does the person grow to look like his portrait." Salvador Dali

"I have Dalínian thought: the one thing the world will never have enough of is the outrageous." Salvador Dali

"Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings." Salvador Dali

"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." Salvador Dali

"Painting is an infinitely minute part of my personality." Salvador Dali

"So little of what could happen does happen." Salvador Dali

"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." Salvador Dali

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