This telegram is a work of art if I say it is.

I always have a good reason for taking something out but I never have one for putting something in. And I don't want to, because that means that the picture is being painted predigested.

I never allowed myself the luxury of those brilliant, beautiful colors until I went to India and saw people walking around in them or dragging them in the mud. I realised they were not so artificial.

I got so I was really just sick of sculpture.

I don't really trust ideas - especially good ones... Rather, I put my trust in the materials that confront me, because they put me in touch with the unknown.

I'm sure we don't read old paintings the way they were intended

I don't like masterpieces having one-night stands in collectors' homes between auctions.