Danh ngôn của Frida Kahlo (Sứ mệnh: 4)

I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.
I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
I love you more than my own skin.
I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.
There have been two great accidents in my life. One was the trolley, and the other was Diego. Diego was by far the worst.
I am my own muse, the subject I know best.
They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn't. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.