According to one critic, my works looked like scraped billboards. I went to look at the billboards and decided that more billboards should be scraped.

Sitting on the floor of a room in Japan, looking out on a small garden with flowers blooming and dragonflies hovering in space, I suddenly felt as if I had been too long above my boots.

On pavements and the bark of trees I have found whole worlds.

I believe that painting should come through the avenues of meditation rather than the canals of action.

The search for an equilibrium is essential for the artist, to be as aware of inner space as he is of outer space.

I am accused often of too much experimentation.., but what else should I do when all other factors of man are in the same condition. I thrust forward into space as science and the rest do.

An artist must find his expression closely linked to his individual experience or else follow in the old grooves resulting in lifeless forms.

We all feel a separateness; we wish that a drop of water would soften our ego; the world needs a common conscience: agreement... we must concentrate outside ourselves.

At a time when experimentation expresses itself in all forms of life, search becomes the only valid expression of the spirit.

We look at the mountain to see the painting, then we look at the painting to see the mountain.

White lines in movement symbolize a unifying idea which flows through the compartmented units of life bringing the consciousness of a larger relativity.

Forsaking the shield of insensibility she had tightly woven over herself during her years as a gelder, she unbarred her heart. She invited him in.

It's not always wise to assume that just because the surface of the world appears undisturbed, life is where you left it.

Facts are facts and will not disappear on account of your likes.

Are you prepared for what's next?

Smoking is the great romance of my lifetime. If I could find someone I wanted forty-five times a day, perhaps I could stop.

The Milky Way is nothing else but a mass of innumerable stars planted together in clusters.

In science we kill our hypothesis instead of each other.

I am not much of a researcher as a novelist; I write mainly from experience.

Do not think that it is possible to repeat another period.

What kind of America do people want to leave for their children? What horrors are down the road, stuff that was unthinkable 30 years ago?