I always was alone. And I'm alone today. It's fine. I have lots of friends, but not in terms of working together.

When I'm gone, you'll be sitting in a cafe and say, "Do you remember Agnes?"

What I did for my last act as a painter, if you call me a painter, was to photograph the weave of the canvas, and enlarge it and enlarge it until it became like a landscape.

The tree is made by nature, mathematics by people. And combining the two is creating this beautiful alliance between humanity and nature. That's why my forests are mathematical expansion systems, all of them.

Philosophy gets its ugly head into everything, but I don't think we live philosophy anymore. It's done.

People always understand everything in retrospect.

I had drawings that were the first time that mathematics was put into visual form.