For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination, lack of creativity.

For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination, lack of creativity.

When I want to draw a camel I no longer limit myself, as I once did, to looking only at camels.

Unless one says goodbye to what one loves, and unless one travels to completely new territories, one can expect merely a long wearing away of oneself and an eventual extinction.

What I expect from any work of art is that it surprises me, that it violates my customary valuations of things and offers me other, unexpected ones.

Art is the most frenzied orgy man is capable of.

The things we truly love, the things forming the basis and roots of our being, are generally things we never look at. A huge piece of carpeting, empty and naked plains, silent and uninterrupted stretches with nothing to alter the homogeneity of their continuity. I love wide, homogenous worlds, unstaked, unlimited like the sea, like high snows, deserts, and steppes.