My choice of colors does not rest on any scientific theory, it is based on observation, on feeling, on the experience of my sensibility.

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.

Creative people are curious, flexible, and independent with a tremendous spirit and a love of play.

Don't wait for inspiration. It comes while one is working.

Derive happiness in oneself from a good day's work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.

The essential thing is to work in a state of mind that approaches prayer.

Color was not given to us in order that we should imitate Nature. It was given to us so that we can express our emotions.

Ever since there have been men, man has given himself over to too little joy. That alone, my brothers, is our original sin. I should believe only in a God who understood how to dance.

The artist begins with a vision - a creative operation requiring effort. Creativity takes courage.

I wouldn't mind turning into a vermilion goldfish.

Don't try to be original. Be simple. Be good technically, and if there is something in you, it will come out.

In order for someone to be 100% content, they must first believe it to be so.

In order to faster become the person I wanted to, I decided to deceive my own dreams.

Every experience is worthy while.

Nothing is more excruciating than hopelessly longing for lost love.

But what I'm very interested in, whether it's writing, whether it's hosting a show, whether it's cooking food, I'm just into the discussions of identity, culture and the politics of culture.

You know, as a writer, I'm more of a listener than a writer, cuz if I hear something I will write it down.

My first day as an intern in the books department at Cosmopolitan also happened to be the day the O.J. Simpson verdict was announced.

Laws aren't ghosts in this country, they walk around with the smell of earth on them.

I'm more worried about you," she said. "You and trouble..." "yeah." She heard the smile in his voice. "We're like that.

Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.