Work is a necessity for man. Man invented the alarm clock.

That inspiration comes, does not depend on me. The only thing I can do is make sure it catches me working.

I want to know one thing, what is color?

Because I cannot work except in solitude, it is necessary that I live my work and that is impossible except in solitude.

Whatever is most abstract may perhaps be the summit of reality.

People want to find a 'meaning' in everything and everyone. That's the disease of our age...

There's nothing worse than a brilliant beginning.