I never desired to please the rabble. What pleased them, I did not learn; and what I knew was far removed from their understanding.
If women are expected to do the same work as men, we must teach them the same things.
I have never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. A man thinking or working is always alone, let him be where he will.
Deprived of meaningful work, men and women lose their reason for existence; they go stark, raving mad.
Why is it men are permitted to be obsessed about their work, but women are only permitted to be obsessed about men?
I'm not denying that women are foolish: God almighty made 'em to match the men.
All that I desire to point out is the general principle that life imitates art far more than art imitates life.
All men by nature desire to know.
Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious; both are disappointed.
I am going to stop calling you a white man and I'm going to ask you to stop calling me a black man.
We need men and women to sit down and talk to each other about sex honestly and openly. That would help us fight Aids so immediately. But our lack of communication is hugely problematic.
To say that a work of art is good, but incomprehensible to the majority of men, is the same as saying of some kind of food that it is very good but that most people can't eat it.
Let us treat men and women well; treat them as if they were real. Perhaps they are.
When women go wrong, men go right after them.
I like today and perhaps a little future still, but the past is really something I'm not interested in. So, as far as I'm concerned, I like only the past of things and people I don't know. When I know, I don't care because I knew how it was.
When I drive through a field, I want to see green grass sometimes, and I don't want to see black and white.
Men do what is called a good action, as some piece of courage or charity, much as they would pay a fine in expiation of daily non-appearance on parage.? Thier works are done as an apology or extenuation of thier living in the world.-as invalids and the insane pay a high? board.? Thier virtues are penances.? I do not wish to expiate, but to live.? My life is for itself and not a spectacle.?I can not consent to pay for privilege where I have intrinsic right.
You know what black hatred women feel toward me as soon as they see me, until I return inside my shell, they use every possible weapon. As soon as a generous man tries to help me out, a woman is here to hold his arm and prevent him from acting.
Men are more moral than they think and far more immoral than they can imagine.
When men attempt bold gestures, generally it's considered romantic. When women do it, it's often considered desperate or psycho.
Moral habits, induced by public practices, are far quicker in making their way into men's private lives, than the failings and faults of individuals are in infecting the city at large.
Please know that I am aware of the hazards. I want to do it because I want to do it. Women must try to do things as men have tried. When they fail, their failure must be a challenge to others.
Men and women want to do a good job, and if they are provided the proper environment, they will do so.
In my ballets, woman is first. Men are consorts. God made men to sing the praises of women. They are not equal to men: They are better.
I knew the Fondation Cartier. It's a very free, very fine place to have exhibitions. The plan was to show working as an exhibition.