I said one bad review, not a full memoir. Some of you are still mad I made the canvas taller than your ego. by Pablo Picasso

Gertrude, that is rich coming from the woman who could make a sentence sound like a velvet chair in a locked room.

You say that like you didn't spend half your career trying to start a fight with color itself.

Henri, please, if I wanted peace I would've painted a bowl of fruit and gone home.

At least Gertrude could sit still long enough to be quoted; Pablo needs a feud to warm up.

Meanwhile I am simply here observing that all of you are antiques with excellent publicity.

I don't need a feud to warm up, I need one to stop everybody else from being boring.

Both of you act like the brush is the problem when the real issue is neither of you can stop performing.

The funniest part is Pablo calls it reinvention and everyone else calls it a phase with better framing.