You should definitely visit the Louvre, a world-famous art museum where you can view, at close range, the backs of thousands of other tourists trying to see the Mona Lisa.
— Dave Barry
Cheerful Mona Lisa quotations
You cannot paint the Mona Lisa by assigning one dab each to a thousand painters.
A lotta cats copy the Mona Lisa, but people still line up to see the original.
Mona Lisa looks as if she has just been sick, or is about to be.
It is not enough to deface the Mona Lisa because that does not kill the Mona Lisa. All art of the past must be destroyed.
Everybody can draw, in my estimation. If you give a man 50 years, he'll come up with the Mona Lisa.
I suggested that it was not enough to add a moustache to the Mona Lisa: it should simply be destroyed.
Burn the Louvre, and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.
Da Vinci painted one Mona Lisa. Beethoven composed one Fifth Symphony. And God made one version of you.
Radical self-care is quantum, and radiates out into the atmosphere, like a little fresh air. It is a huge gift to the world. When people respond by saying, “Well, isn’t she full of herself,” smile obliquely, like Mona Lisa, and make both of you a nice cup of tea.
How could we possibly appreciate the Mona Lisa if Leonardo had written at the bottom of the canvas: 'The lady is smiling because she is hiding a secret from her lover.' This would shackle the viewer to reality, and I don't want this to happen to 2001.
I really believe that if you practice enough you could paint the 'Mona Lisa' with a two-inch brush.
Owning the Yankees is like owning the Mona Lisa.
. . . a jostling scrum of office buildings so mediocre that the only way you ever remember them is by the frustration they induce - like a basketball team standing shoulder to shoulder between you and the Mona Lisa.
The curious thing about that moustache and goatee is that when you look at the Mona Lisa it becomes a man. It is not a woman disguised as a man; it is a real man, and that was my discovery, without realising it at the time.
Inside the museum infinity goes up on trial.
Voices echo, 'This is what salvation must be like after a while.' But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.
Did you ever see that painting the Mona Lisa.
It always reminds me of a reporter listening to a politician.
The horizon is an imaginary line that recedes as you approach it.
One minute you're bleeding. The next minute you're hemorrhaging. The next minute you're painting the Mona Lisa.
Mona Lisa is the only beauty who went through history and retained her reputation.
What is Mona Lisa thinking? Nothing, of course.
Her blankness is her menace and our fear. [...] Walter Pater is to call her a 'vampire,' coasting through history on her secret tasks.
Also, since art is a vehicle for the transmission of ideas through form, the reproduction of the form only reinforces the concept. It is the idea that is being reproduced. Anyone who understands the work of art owns it. We all own the Mona Lisa.
I was to Japanese visitors to Washington what the Mona Lisa is to Americans visiting Paris.
Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.
Hey, even the Mona Lisa is falling apart.
The geometry of landscape and situation seems to create its own systems of time, the sense of a dynamic element which is cinematizing the events of the canvas, translating a posture or ceremony into dynamic terms. The greatest movie of the 20th century is the Mona Lisa, just as the greatest novel is Gray's Anatomy.
The Mona Lisa, to me, is the greatest emotional painting ever done.
The way the smile flickers makes it a work of both art and science, because Leonardo understood optics, and the muscles of the lips, and how light strikes the eye - all of it goes into making the Mona Lisa's smile so mysterious and elusive.
I was sick of people making fun of my hair and so I cut it off and I've got much more attention than ever before. It was like when Mona Lisa was stolen from the Louvre in 1906 - three times more people came to see where it used to be.
My movies are film-paintings - moving portraits captured on celluloid.
I'll layer that with sound to create a unique mood -- like if the Mona Lisa opened her mouth, and there would be a wind, and she'd turn back and smile. It would be strange and beautiful.
Nothing is static. Even the Mona Lisa is falling apart. Since fight club, I can wiggle half the teeth in my jaw. Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer. Maybe self-destruction is the answer.
Why do people go to the Louvre? They go to see the Mona Lisa.
Why do they go to see the Mona Lisa? Because they already know what she looks like.
Rock and Roll adolescent hoodlums storm the streets of all nations.
They rush into the Louvre and throw acid in the Mona Lisa's face.
If I had a euro for every stupid thing I've done, I could buy the Mona Lisa.
For all cats have this particularity, each and every one, from the meanest alley sneaker to the proudest, whitest she that ever graced a pontiff's pillow — we have our smiles, as it were, painted on. Those small, cool, quite Mona Lisa smiles that smile we must, no matter whether it's been fun or it's been not. So all cats have a politician's air; we smile and smile and so they think we're villains
Could Hamlet have been written by a committee, or the Mona Lisa painted by a club? Could the New Testament have been composed as a conference report? Creative ideas do not spring from groups. They spring from individuals. The divine spark leaps from the finger of God to the finger of Adam, whether it takes ultimate shape in a law of physics or a law of the land, a poem or a policy, a sonata or a mechanical computer.