Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.

Modern reality has got such a hold on us that... when we attempt to reconstruct the ancient days in our thoughts...the minor events of our lives tear us away from our meditations, and... thrust us back into our personal [problems]

As you can see, I am immersing myself in color-I've held back from that until now; and I don't regret it.

As practice makes perfect, I cannot but make progress; each drawing one makes, each study one paints, is a step forward.

If you end up falling in love with someone, it's because of them. If you end up hating someone, it's because of you.

Occasionally, in times of worry, I've longed to be stylish, but on second thought I say no-just let me be myself-and express rough, yet true things with rough workmanship.

The laws of the colors are unutterably beautiful, just because they are not accidental.