I can always paint very well with my eyes, but with my hands it doesn't always work out.

Every war carries within it the war which will answer it. Every war is answered by a new war, until everything, everything is smashed.

It is my duty to voice the sufferings of humankind, the never-ending sufferings heaped mountain high. This is my task, but it is not an easy one to fulfill.

I do not want to die... until I have faithfully made the most of my talent and cultivated the seed that was placed in me, until the last small twig has grown.

I was put in this world to change it.

Where do all the women who have watched so carefully over the lives of their beloved ones get the heroism to send them to face the cannon?

I thought I was a revolutionary and was only an evolutionary.

There are moments on most days when I feel a deep and sincere gratitude, when I sit at the open window, and there is a blue sky or moving clouds.

While I drew, and wept along with the terrified children I was drawing, I really felt the burden I am bearing. I felt that I have no right to withdraw from the responsibility of being an advocate.

I have never been able to carry out any work coolly. On the contrary it is done, so to speak, with my own blood. Anyone who looks at my works must be able to sense that.

When Michelangelo was an old man, he drew himself sitting in a child's pushcart.

The only thing weaker than a toddler's handshake is their immune system.

I wanted to be dead. No. That's not quite right. I didn't want to be dead, I just didn't want to be alive.

Loss of social standing is an ever-present threat for individuals whose social acceptance is based on behavioral traits rather than unconditional human value.

Murder was a fascination as always.

Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.

We've been given a warning by science, and a wake-up call by nature; it is up to us now to heed them.

If any man obeys the gods, they listen to him also.

There is no question that the language of "felt thought" must be quarried from our personal depths. Like the best gold, it does not lie on the surface.

In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds and rain in my soul.

Remember always, everyone has a place of perfect belonging, and if they leave that place without permission, sometimes they must be returned.