An artist conscientiously moves in a direction which for some good reason he takes, putting one work in front of the other with the hope he'll arrive before death overtakes him.

Don't try to create and analyze at the same time. They're different processes.

Try as we may to make a silence, we cannot.

If my work is accepted, I must move on to the point where it is not.

Ideas are one thing and what happens is another.

We carry our homes within us which enables us to fly.

A finished work is exactly that, requires resurrection.