For being a bad student I was banished to the 'calaboose' - a bare cell with whitewashed walls and a bench to sit on. I liked it there, because I took along a sketch pad and drew incessantly I could have stayed there forever drawing without stopping

Age only matters when one is aging. Now that I have arrived at a great age, I might as well be twenty.

The only thing that's important is the legend created by the picture, and not whether it continues to exist itself.

Love must be proven by facts and not by reasons.

Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing?

We are all born children- the trick is remaining one.

I simply painted images of what was before my eyes; it is for others to find hidden meaning in them.