My mirror probes down to the heart. I write words on the forehead and around the corners of the mouth. My human faces are truer than the real ones.

One eye sees, the other feels.

Art should be like a holiday: something to give a man the opportunity to see things differently and to change his point of view.

Color is the place where our brain and the universe meet.

A drawing is simply a line going for a walk.

Art does not reflect what is seen, rather it makes the hidden visible.

Color possesses me. I don't have to pursue it. It will possess me always, I know it. That is the meaning of this happy hour: Color and I are one. I am a painter.

The art of mastering life is the prerequisite for all further forms of expression, whether they are paintings, sculptures, tragedies, or musical compositions.

Art doesn't reflect what we see; it makes us see.

A line is a dot that went for a walk.

Color has got me. I no longer need to chase after it. It has got me for ever. I know it. That is the meaning of this happy hour.

The last hour from midnight had lost half its quarters, and the stars went lifting up the great minutes...

Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently.

Design is everything. Everything!

Love is something sent from Heaven to worry the Hell out of you.

Creativity is the ability to see and to respond.

The London streets are paths of loveliness; the very omnibuses look like colored archangels, their laps filled full of little trustful souls.

Multi-tasking is keeping me from whole-hearted worship.

You couldn't take two roads. And once you were on one, there was no going back.

Make knowledge of the Scripture your love ... Live with them, meditate on them, make them the sole object of your knowledge and inquiries.

You all know I have terminal cancer - and I have a lot of it. But what you may not know is that stress induces its spread and induces its activity. Stress may even bring it on.