In the final analysis, a drawing simply is no longer a drawing, no matter how self-sufficient its execution may be. It is a symbol, and the more profoundly the imaginary lines of projection meet higher dimensions, the better.

One eye sees, the other feels.

Art should be like a holiday: something to give a man the opportunity to see things differently and to change his point of view.

We construct and keep on constructing, yet intuition is still a good thing.

Make chance essential.

Everything vanishes around me, and works are born as if out of the void. Ripe, graphic fruits fall off. My hand has become the obedient instrument of a remote will.

There is no substitute for intuition.