To create one's world in any of the arts takes courage.

I made you take time to look at what I saw and when you took time to really notice my flower, you hung all your associations with flowers on my flower and you write about my flower as if I think and see what you think and see—and I don't.

I took back a barrel of bones to New York. They were my symbols of the desert, but nothing more. I haven't seen enough to think of any other symbolism. The skulls were there and I could say something with them.

If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for a moment.

A flower touches everyone's heart.

Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing. Making your unknown known is the important thing.

Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven't time, and to see takes time - like to have a friend takes time.