What distinguishes the artist from the dilettante? Only the pain the artist feels. The dilettante looks only for pleasure in art.

While I recognize the necessity for a basis of observed reality... true art lies in a reality that is felt.

True art lies in a reality that is felt.

I await joyous surprises while working, an awakening of the materials that I work with and that my spirit develops.

It is precisely from the regret left by the imperfect work that the next one can be born.

My drawings inspire, and are not to be defined. They place us, as does music, in the ambiguous realm of the undetermined.

My originality consists in putting the logic of the visible to the service of the invisible.

I have placed there a little door opening on to the mysterious. I have made stories.

Like music my drawings transport us to the ambiguous world of the indeterminate.

I am certain about what I will never do - but not about what my art will render.

One must respect black. Nothing prostitutes it.

Soul and mind are the powers of mankind

I’ll never let go of you again, ” she whispered. “I swear it.

No star is ever lost we once have seen We always may be what we might have been.

The chief business of the American people is business.

Design must be functional and functionality must be translated into visual aesthetics, without any reliance on gimmicks that have to be explained.

The writer is always to some extent in exile, wherever he is, because he is somehow outside, separated from others; there is always a distance.

I often teach a graduate theater seminar on Greek tragedy in performance. I usually begin by saying that no matter what technological advances occur, the wisdom of these plays will never be obsolete.

All of us, whether guilty or not, whether old or young, must accept the past. It is not a case of coming to terms with the past. That is not possible. It cannot be subsequently modified or undone.

I agree that by the standards of any other area of science that remote viewing is proven.

For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross