A portrait, to be a work of art, neither must nor may resemble the sitter... one must paint its atmosphere.

There is neither painting, nor sculpture, nor music, nor poetry. The only truth is creation.

We must now learn to draw inspiration from the tangible miracles that surround us.

A time will come when the eye of man will perceive colors as feelings within itself.

These days I am obsessed by sculpture! I believe I have glimpsed a complete renovation of that mummified art.

The time has passed for our sensations in painting to be whispered. We wish them in the future to sing and re-echo upon our canvasses in deafening and triumphant flourishes.

All art critics are useless or harmful.

To paint a human figure you must not paint it; you must render the whole of its surrounding atmosphere.

With Michelangelo anatomical science is transformed into music. With him the human body is architectonic matter for the construction of dreams.

Every step in life is merely part of a game. Every piece is necessary, but if you do not know how to control the game, then you become one of the pieces that are meant to be sacrificed.

Over time I think we will probably see a closer merger of biological intelligence and digital intelligence.

Good people don't go to heaven. Forgiven people go to heaven.

I'll know America is in bad shape when Cubans in Miami get in the water and swim back to Cuba.

It's a question we all ask ourselves. What have we done lately? It rattles us each birthday.

In all honesty, I have a few irons in the fire in the TV world, but mostly, I'm working on having the most amazing life I can possibly have, and hopefully my career will come along for the ride.

It was never my intention to cause you pain. Whether you feel strongly or very little, that does not excuse thoughtless behavior." - Adam

Our theaters, our museums, our culture. We have everything New York has without the hassles.

A photograph is not necessarily a lie, but it isn't the truth either. It's more like a fleeting, subjective impression.

[Buckminster Fuller] could do four, five hours straight where some people would leave, eat, get a snooze and come back and he's still going. He was like a fireplug.