I think that all artists, regardless of degree of talent, are a painful, paradoxical combination of certainty and uncertainty, of arrogance and humility, constantly in need of reassurance, and yet with a stubborn streak of faith in their own validity no matter what.

There is nothing so secular that it cannot be sacred, and that is one of the deepest messages of the Incarnation.

If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love.

Unlearning is the choice, conscious or unconscious, of any real artist. And it is the true sign of maturity.

Nothing important is completely explicable.

you've got to learn to walk through a pigpen and not get dirty.

Art should communicate with as many people as possible.