Among our articles of lazy hardware, I recommend the faucet that stops dripping when no one is listening to it.

This concern which interests us more than anything else: the blurring of the distinction between art and life.

Possible reality [is obtained] by slightly bending physical and chemical laws.

Anything is art if an artist says it is.

Since I found that one could make a case shadow from a three-dimensional thing, any object whatsoever - just as the projecting of the sun on the earth makes two dimensions - I thought that by simple intellectual analogy, the fourth dimension could project an object of three dimensions, or, to put it another way, any three-dimensional object, which we see dispassionately, is a projection of something four-dimensional, something we are not familiar with.

The life of a chess master is much more difficult than that of an artist - much more depressing. An artist knows that someday there'll be recognition and monetary reward, but for the chess master there is little public recognition and absolutely no hope of supporting himself by his endeavors. If Bobby Fischer came to me for advice, I certainly would not discourage him - as if anyone could - but I would try to make it positively clear that he will never have any money from chess, live a monk-like existence and know more rejection than any artist ever has, struggling to be known and accepted.

The artist performs only one part of the creative process. The onlooker completes it, and it is the onlooker who has the last word.