If you pass something every day and it has a little character, it begins to intrigue you.

I destroy things every day in the act of working and often recall a picture I had considered finished in order to rework it.

I'm hoping to make a new thing for the world that remains in the mind like a new species of living thing.

Real style is not having a program - it's how one behaves in a crisis.

Ideally, one should have more material than one can possibly cope with.

In addition to the artistic influences, I am influenced by my current private life, my feelings about it and my energy level and state of health.

It seems to me madness to wake up in the morning and do something other than paint, considering that one may not wake up the following morning.

Falsehood always punishes itself.

The unity in any painter's work arises from the fact that a person, brought to a desperate situation, will behave in a certain way... style.

I go out each morning and draw. I can't really start a painting in the morning until I've done a drawing.

I never work with an audience - I can't do this. The process depends on the highest degree of nervous concentration.

Jealousy, and attempting to match others in life and stride, is self-abandonment.

Sometimes they [people] throw off their freedom so quickly, you'd think it was burning them.

You want a partnership? I've heard a lot about partnerships. Sure. I'll partner with you. You do all the work and I'll take 80%.

Scratch a lover and find a foe.

I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.

And in the morning when the sun rise. Look in the water, see the blue sky. As if heaven has been laid there at our feet.

The rise of National Socialism is the protest of a people against a State that denies the right to work.

I gave up my music because I had received from it all I had to receive. To serve God one must sacrifice the dearest thing, and I sacrificed my music, the dearest thing to me.

It was easy to cover up ignorance by the mystical word "intuition.

Look you dead in the face Now tell me how good does it taste