I didn't know what I was gonna get the first time I sat down at a piano, but I loved it and it became my playmate for life.

You have to sniff out joy. Keep your nose to the joy trail.

Digital imaging allows both groups to rise above the limitations of mess and clutter and mechanics, and apply our talents to creating images limited only by our imaginations.

As a teenager I started painting and playing guitar.

Music has been my playmate, my lover, and my crying towel.

The key is in remaining just aloof enough from a painting so that you know when to stop.

The paintings are transferred from my computer to a disk, and I can hand it to the printer this way; or I can modem the painting to the printer over the phone lines from my house in Hawaii.

Some people say I was very brave, but I really just didn't know any better. All I had was my originality.

I work closely with the printer to get the final print the way I want it.

You have to leave room in life to dream.

Everybody's creative. We create our songs and our paintings, our families and our children. Every one of us is on the cutting edge of the future.

Loving someone isn’t a hard task, it’s not a chore, you don’t wake up one day and decide to break their heart because you got all hot and bothered, that doesn’t happen!” he boomed.

As a leader, it’s critical to take the time to reflect in order to create a powerful vision for the company.

Fiction is always really a labor.

I never had anyone I could call “Master”. No Christ died for me. No Buddha showed me the right path. In the depths of my dreams no Apollo or Athena appeared to me to enlighten my soul

The arc of the celebrity phenomenon ultimately is: everything turns to dust and everything does go away.

Traveling and other cultures provide me with great inspiration, especially unusual people and cultures totally unlike my own. They generate many new ideas for me.

It doesn't matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.

[Imagination] must be visited constantly, or else it begins to become restless and emit strange bellows at embarrassing moments; ignoring it only makes it grow larger and noisier.

When facts speak, the wise man listens.

It may well be that we shall by a process of sublime irony have reached a state in this story where safety will be the sturdy child of terror, and survival the twin brother of annihilation.