I will say without reservations that from my point of view there can be no abstractions. Any shape or area that has not the pulsating concreteness of real flesh and bones, its vulnerability to pleasure or pain is nothing at all. Any picture that does not provide the environment in which the breath of life can be drawn does not interest me.

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

I also hang the pictures low rather than high, and particularly in the case of the largest ones, often as close to the floor as is feasible, for that is the way they are painted.

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

Without monsters and gods, art cannot enact a drama.

A picture lives by companionship, expanding and quickening in the eyes of the sensitive observer

The most interesting painting is one that expresses more of what one thinks than of what one sees