This world of the imagination is fancy-free and violently opposed to common sense.

The romantics were prompted to seek exotic subjects and to travel to far off places. They failed to realize that, though the transcendental must involve the strange and unfamiliar, not everything strange or unfamiliar is transcendental.

There is more power in telling little than in telling all.

To me art is an adventure into an unknown world, which can be explored only by those willing to take the risk.

If you are only moved by color relationships, you are missing the point. I am interested in expressing the big emotions - tragedy, ecstasy, doom.

Art to me is an anecdote of the spirit, and the only means of making concrete the purpose of its varied quickness and stillness.

The myth holds us, therefore, not through its romantic flavor, not the remembrance of beauty of some bygone age, not through the possibilities of fantasy, but because it expresses to us something real and existing in ourselves, as it was to those who first stumbled upon the symbols to give them life.