In the good times of Dada, we detested polished works, the distracted air of spiritual struggle, the titans, and we rejected them with all out being.

Art is a fruit that grows in man, like a fruit on a plant, or a child in its mother's womb.

Often the hands grasp more quickly than the head.

Dada aimed to destroy the reasonable deceptions of man and recover the natural and unreasonable order.

The essence of a sculpture must enter on tip-toe, as light as animal footprints on snow.

I use very little red. I use blue, yellow, a little green, but especially... black, white and grey. There is a certain need in me for communication with human beings. Black and white is writing.

I allow myself to be guided by the work which is in the process of being born. I have confidence in it. I do not think about it.

All things, and man as well, should be like nature, without measure.

To be full of joy when looking at an oeuvre is not a little thing.

Any work that is not rooted in myth and poetry or that does not partake of the depth and essence of the universe is merely a ghost.

The vertical and the horizontal are the extreme signs available to man for touching the beyond and his inwardness.

Learning isn't acquiring knowledge so much as it is trimming information that has already been acquired.

I am only a child yet I know if all money spent on war was spent on finding environmental answers, ending poverty, and binding treaties, what a wonderful place this Earth would be.

Words have to die if humans are to live.

Heaven can only help those whose frequent thoughts, decisions, and actions are constantly in the directions of their goals and dreams.

There is at least one point in the history of any company when you have to change dramatically to rise to the next level of performance. Miss that moment - and you start to decline.

I always think that we live, spiritually, By what others have given us in the significant hours of our life. These significant hours do not announce themselves as coming, but arrive unexpected.

I cannot choose to ignore this feeling, of life slowly bleeding out of me. I cannot ignore the fact that life only makes sense to me when I see a smile, or feel another hand in mine.

The sense that my world is stable and stationary, that change will never come and that all will go on continuously as it is, is the nature of all delusion.

...It's important to distinguish between "worry versus harm" when it came to privacy online.

To die without killing is the badge of a satyagrahi.