I can always paint very well with my eyes, but with my hands it doesn't always work out.

If all the people who have been hurt by the war were to exclude joy from their lives, it would almost be as if they had died.

I am afraid of dying-but being dead, oh yes, that to me is often an appealing prospect.

Every war carries within it the war which will answer it. Every war is answered by a new war, until everything, everything is smashed.

Men without joy seem like corpses.

When Michelangelo was an old man, he drew himself sitting in a child's pushcart.

To this day I do not know whether the power which has inspired my works is something related to religion, or is indeed religion itself.