You think my paintings are calm, like windows in some cathedral? You should look again. I'm the most violent of all the American painters. Behind those colours there hides the final cataclysm.

(I am) dealing not with the particular anecdote, but rather with the Spirit of Myth, which is generic to all myths at all times.

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

There is no such thing as good painting about nothing.

There is only one thing I fear in life, my friend: One day, the black will swallow the red.

It is really a matter of ending this silence and solitude, of breathing and stretching one's arms again.

A picture lives by companionship, expanding and quickening in the eyes of the sensitive observer. It dies by the same token. It is therefore risky to send it out into the world. How often it must be impaired by the eyes of the unfeeling and the cruelty of the impotent.