I’ve always felt that night doesn’t fall. Night rises.

Science strives for answers, but art is happy with a good question.

I'm known as a light artist. But rather than be someone who depicted light, or painted light in some way, I wanted to have the work be light.

I like when you feel like you arrive in a very different place, with a different ordering of the reality you normally think of.

I was maybe 5 or 6, and my grandmother would begin sitting me in the Quaker meeting house. I asked my grandmother, 'What am I supposed to do?' and she said, 'Just wait, we're going inside to greet the light.' I liked that—this idea to go inside to find that light within, literally as well as figuratively.

To have a certain new eight-and-a-hal f-minute-old light from the sun-to feel it physically, almost as we taste things-this is where you can work with light like that.

Light is not so much something that reveals, as it is itself the revelation.