Frida Kahlo

I think that little by little I'll be able to solve my problems and survive.

What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.

I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of __adness_. Then: I__ arrange flowers, all day long, I__ paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others, and they would all say: __oor thing, she__ crazy!_ (Above all I would laugh at my own stupidity.) I would build my world which while I lived, would be in agreement with all the worlds. The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived would be mine and everyone else__ - my madness would not be an escape from __eality_.

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 cells, the war and the sun, everything experienced in the minutes of the non-clocks and the non-calendars and the empty non-glances, is him.

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

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

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

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

I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.

I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.

I am my own muse, the subject I know best.

I was a child who went about in a world of colors... My friends, my companions, became women slowly; I became old in instants.

I love you more than my own skin.

They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn't. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.

I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to know better.

The industrial part of Detroit is really the most interesting side, otherwise it__ like the rest of the United States, ugly and stupid.

The most important thing for everyone in Gringolandia is to have ambition and become 'somebody,' and frankly, I don't have the least ambition to become anybody.