One has to arrive at a specific temperature, at which the objects become malleable.

Art disturbs, science reassures.

When one reaches this state of harmony between things and one's self, one reaches a state of perfect freedom and peace-which makes everything possible and right. Life becomes perpetual revelation.

To define a thing is to substitute the definition for the thing itself.

Writing is not describing, painting is not depicting. Verisimilitude is merely an illusion.

I am much more interested in achieving unison with nature than in copying it.

Truth exists; only lies are invented.