I like the fact that in ancient Chinese art the great painters always included a deliberate flaw in their work: human creation is never perfect.

We do learn and develop when we are exposed to those who are greater than we are. Perhaps this is the chief way we mature.

Artists of all disciplines must be willing to go into the dark, let go control, be surprised.

We think because we have words, not the other way around. The more words we have, the better able we are to think conceptually.

If you're too happy about anything, fate usually gives you a good sock in the jaw and knocks you down.

For the things that are seen are temporal, but things that are unseen are eternal.

Man is; it matters to him; this is terrifying unless it matters to God, too, because this is the only possible reason we can matter to ourselves.