Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.

What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.

I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.

All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart's blood. Art is your heart's blood.

There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.

The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.

Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?

I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man's urge to open his heart

We are, none of us, pillars of strength. We use our moments of strength to carry us through our moments of weakness.

Saying 'I'm sorry' earns you my attention

Rocks crumble, make new forms, oceans move the continents, mountains rise up and down like ghosts yet all is natural, all is change.

A body in motion can maintain this motion only if it remains in contact with a mover.

I am a reflection of my mother’s secret poetry as well as of her hidden angers

Most times we only see things for the way we are. But we're good at lying to ourselves. Sometimes we need somebody who's not living in our skin to point out how things really are.

I don't think there are hour comedies, but if there were, I would have been open to it.

My die-hard fans who came out - I call them my die-hard fans because any time a fan pays to see you, they have to love what you're doing, respect the craft.

Wherefore did he [God] create passions within us, pleasures round about us, but that these rightly tempered are the very ingredients of virtue?

There are writers who do start doing the same thing again and again and almost inevitably fall into self-parody.