The dream of reason produces monsters. Imagination deserted by reason creates impossible, useless thoughts. United with reason, imagination is the mother of… — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
With all my work, I have not more, with my shares in the bank and the Academy, than twelve or thirteen thousand reales a… — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
But where do they find these lines in nature? I can only see luminous or obscure masses, planes that advance or planes that recede,… — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
I have just returned from Arenas and feel very tired. His Excellency loaded me with a thousand honours; I have painted his portrait and… — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
“El Sueno de la razon produce monstrous. (The sleep of reason breeds monsters)” — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
Painting (like poetry) chooses from universals what is most apposite. It brings together, in a single imaginary being, circumstances and characteristics which occur in… — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
In art, there is no need for color; I see only light and shade. Give me a crayon, and I will paint your portrait. — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
The act of painting is about one heart telling another heart where he found salvation. — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
Painting, like poetry, selects in the universe whatever she deems most appropriate to her ends. She assembles in a single fantastic personage, circumstances and… — Francisco Goya Copy Share Image
