Paint what you like and die happy

At Epidaurus, in the stillness, in the great peace that came over me, I heard the heart of the world beat. I know what the cure is: it is to give up, to relinquish, to surrender, so that our little hearts may beat in unison with the great heart of the world.

People used to envy me my inspiration. I hate inspiration. It takes you over completely. I could never wait until it passed and I got rid of it.

The most wonderful opportunity which life offers is to be human.

What seems nasty, painful, evil can become a source of beauty, joy, and strength, if faced with an open mind.

The moment one is on the side of life; peace and security drop out of consciousness. The only peace, the only security, is in fulfillment.

There is something else to be said about this immediate, spontaneous way of working, and that is this: in such moments, one is playing at the game of creation.