For me a stained glass window is a transparent partition between my heart and the heart of the world.

One fine day as my mother was putting the bread in the oven, I went up to her and taking her by her flour-smeared elbow I said to her, Mama I want to be a painter.

If all life moves inevitably towards its end, then we must, during our own, colour it with our colours of love and hope.

For me, Christ has always symbolized the true type of the Jewish martyr.

Great art picks up where nature ends.

In our life there is a single color, as on an artist's palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.

Color is all. When color is right, form is right. Color is everything, color is vibration like music; everything is vibration.