Frida Kahlo

The most important of all is to laugh at yourself.

I am not a surrealist. I have never painted dreams. I have painted my own reality.

I wish I could write all the things I feel, but I can't.

I am not an alcoholic. I am a drunkard.

I want to be able to love and be loved.

I want to paint as much as I want, and I want to be able to live with my husband.

I am not afraid of anything. I am a strong woman.

My life has been one long series of accidents.

I suffered two grave accidents in my life... One in which a streetcar knocked me down... The other accident is Diego.

Painting completed my life.

At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.

Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing.

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

Only one mountain can know the core of another mountain.

I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of 'madness'. Then: I'd arrange flowers, all day long, I'd paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others, and they would all say: 'Poor thing, she's 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's – my madness would not be an escape from reality.

You didn't understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure. I am essence. I am an idiot. I am tenacious. I am. I simply am.

I was born a bitch. I was born a painter. I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way.

My body is filled with you for days and days. you are the mirror of the night. the violent flash of lightning. the dampness of the earth. The hollow of your armpits is my shelter. my fingers touch your blood.

Fall in love with yourself, with life, and then with whoever you want.

It's not love, or tenderness, or affection, it's life itself, my life, that I found what I saw it in your hands, in your month and in your breasts. I have the taste of almonds from your lips in my mouth. Our worlds have never gone outside. Only one mountain can know the core of another mountain.