I almost never start with an image. I start with a painting idea, an impulse, usually derived from my own world.

Art is much less important than life, but what a poor life without it.

Art is an experience, not an object.

Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.

Wherever art appears, life disappears.

Without ethical consciousness, a painter is only a decorator.

Painting is a medium in which the mind can actualize itself; it is a medium of thought. Thus painting, like music, tends to become its own content.

If one were to ask a painter what he felt about anything, his just response - though he seldom makes it - would be to paint it, and in painting, to find out.

Painting that does not radiate feeling is not worth looking at. The deepest-and rarest-of grown-up pleasures is true feeling.

The main thing is not to be dead.

It's not that the creative act and the critical act are simultaneous. It's more like you blurt something out and then analyze it.

I have a question for you. When you were a little boy, is this the man you dreamed of becoming?

I searched through rebellion drugs diet mysticism religion intellectual-ism and much more only to find that truth is basically simple and feels good clear and right.

it is this broken road with pitfalls and sharp turns and unexpected traverses that has brought me joy and adventure.

Work restores humankind and all its attributes to the savage animal condition that was its original intended state.

I have to say that, though it sounds so superficial, the accent really does help. I like having accents preparing for a part.

Quality is abundant. Time is the new scarcity.

He was justifying his existence, than which life can do no greater; for life achieves its summit when it does to the uttermost that which it was equipped to do.

The ascendency of the sacerdotal order was long the ascendency which naturally and properly belonged to intellectual superiority.

It's important to reflect about what's happening inside Israel.

There are come Critics so with Spleen diseased, They scarcely come inclining to be pleased: And sure he must have more than mortal Skill, Who please one against his Will.