I like elegance. I like art nouveau; a stretched line or curve. These things are very much in the foreground of my work.

There is hope and a kind of beauty in there somewhere, if you look for it.

A good many people think as I do. If they like my work they are creative . . . or they are crazy.

You get talent when you discover the ground of your pain.

My paintings seem to make the strongest impression on people who are, well, who are crazy.

Some people say my work is often depressing and pessimistic, with the emphasis on death, blood, overcrowding, strange beings and so on, but I don't really think it is.

The Dutch customs once thought my pictures were photos. Where on earth did they think I could have photographed my subjects? In Hell, perhaps?

The creature we finally ended up building is biomechanical to the extent that he has physically grown into, or maybe even out of, his seat, - he's integrated totally into the function he performs.

You know I was curious - I was interested in all kinds of mystery or deeper meanings in the paintings because I myself have not analyzed why they have turned out like this or like that.

You know, it was just another presentation of my work, and a funny one, because the cards are quite different from the normal Tarot deck, no?

To wear something like that your whole life is the largest compliment someone can pay to you as an artist.

The spirit of volunteerism is the spirit of service.

People are not always very tolerant of the tears which they themselves have provoked.

Myths have a very long memory.

I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true.

We are all more capable than we think we are.

I'm beholding to nobody, I've spent you know, tens and tens of millions of dollars on the campaign.

I am a genius, I am brilliant, I am outstanding and I can achieve whatever I choose to achieve with a ... given by my Creator." That is how I am helping people.

I consider a day without running a crappy day. When I don't get to run, I am a grump, but some days my schedule just doesn't allow me to.

When a child is bruised physically or emotionally, parents often reward him with a treat.

In a still hot morning, the tide went out and didn't come back in. This was not a spectacular event. The sea did not roll up like a scroll, like the sky in Revelations. It quietly withdrew.