I never make studies from nature. They would get in the way. I make use of my mind.

As the artist picks his way along, rejecting and accepting as he goes, certain patterns of enquiry emerge.

Focusing isn't just an optical activity; it is also a mental one.

An artist's failures are as valuable as his successes: by misjudging one thing he conforms something else, even if at the time he does not know what that something else is.

If you can allow colour to breathe, to occupy its own space, to play its own game in its unstable way, it's wanton behaviour, so to speak. It is promiscuous like nothing.

The word 'paradox' has always had a kind of magic for me, and I think my pictures have a paradoxical quality, a paradox of chaos and order in one.

For me nature is not landscape, but the dynamism of visual forces.

It is important that the painting can be inhabited, so that the mind's eye, or the eye's mind, can move about it credibly.

It seems the deeper, truer personality of the artist only emerges in the making of decisions... in refusing and accepting, changing and revising.

Painting is a science pursued as an enquiry into the laws of nature...Observation is considered the key to natural science.

Painting is, I think, inevitably an archaic activity and one that depends on spiritual values.

Paradise does not exist, but we must nonetheless strive to be worthy of it.

It felt good to sit around and agree, to have a common enemy and a shared struggle. It felt good to be understood.

I think that success is having fun.

In this ever-changing society, the most powerful and enduring brands are built from the heart.

Marriage is the only actual bondage known to our law. There remain no legal slaves, except the mistress of every house.

The 2 timeless drivers that underpin the behavior of every generation: the need to belong and the need to be significant. The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.

I am not the same man you found that day! The monster you've created has returned, to kill you!

A lot of people out there pay good lip service to the idea of personal freedom... right up to the point that someone tries to do something that they don't personally approve of.

Always Sir Arthur lost so much blood that it was a marvel he stood on his feet, but he was so full of knighthood that knightly he endured the pain.

Hard work and best efforts will not by themselves dig us out of the pit.