If I paint a wild horse, you might not see the horse... but surely you will see the wildness!

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

Forcing yourself to use restricted means is the sort of restraint that liberates invention. It obliges you to make a kind of progress that you can't even imagine in advance.

Something sacred, that's it. We ought to be able to say that such and such a painting is as it is, with its capacity for power, because it is "touched by God."

Inspiration exists, but you have to find it working.

I want to know one thing, what is color?

Everything exists in limited quantity - especially happiness.