The difficulty of carrying on a leisure-oriented tradition of culture in a work-oriented society is enough in itself to keep the present crisis in our culture unresolved.

Where the Old Masters created an illusion of space into which one could imagine walking, the illusion created by a Modernist is one into which one can look, can travel through, only with the eye.

Complete honesty has nothing to do with 'purity' or naivety. The full truth is unattainable to naivety, and the completely honest artist is not pure in heart.

All profoundly original art looks ugly at first.

If you want to change your art, change your habits.

Realistic, naturalistic art had dissembled the medium, using art to conceal art; Modernism used art to call attention to art.

Art is a matter strictly of experience, not of principles and what counts first and last in art is quality, all other things are secondary.

You like it, that's all, whether it's a landscape or abstract. You like it. It hits you. You don't have to read it. The work of art-sculpture or painting-forces your eye.

The reality of art is disclosed only in experience, not in reflection upon experience.

When you don't like something the words come more readily.

With an 'advanced' artist, it's not now possible to make a portrait.

Illusion is a false perception but delusion is a fixed false belief.

Strange world isn't it?

Could a vow be not all the way broken? Could a sin be not all the way committed?

Peace will be realized only by forging bonds of trust between people at the deepest level, in the depths of their very lives.

I was sitting in the back room by myself when someone came in and said, "Mr. Zimmer, I have to take you down to the make up room." I told them that if anyone can help this face they deserve a bonus.

Volumes in the series on Lyndon Johnson, including Master of the Senate and The Path Power, describe how Johnson created resources out of nothing and built a substantial power base.

Intimacy. We hunger for it, but we also fear it.

Like with anything, good writing suggest itself pretty strongly.

The sick mind can not bear anything harsh. [Lat., Mensque pati durum sustinet aegra nihil.]

I have scored against every team, every country, every defender in the world.