My investigations resembled the pursuit of the solution to a problem for which I had three data: the object, the thing connected with it in the shadow of my consciousness, and the light wherein that thing would become apparent.

I like subversive humor, freckles, women's knees and long hair, the laughter of playing children, and a girl running down the street.

An object is not so attached to its name that we cannot find another one that would suit it better.

The purpose of art is mystery.

I want nevertheless to add that for me the world is a defiance of common sense.

The feeling we experience while we look at a picture is not to be distinguished from the picture or from ourselves. the feeling, picture, and ourselves are united in one mystery.

Each thing we see hides something else we want to see.