My use of evenly repeated dots and diagonal lines and uninflected color areas suggest that my work is right where it is, right on the canvas, definitely not a window into the world.

My work isn't about form. It's about seeing. I'm excited about seeing things, and I'm interested in the way I think other people see things.

Pop Art looks out into the world. It doesnt look like a painting of something, it looks like the thing itself.

I like to pretend that my art has nothing to do with me.

There must be something about art... almost all cultures have done art. It's a refining of the senses, which are there to keep us alive. As far as we know, no other animals do that.

Organized perception is what art is all about.

I'm never drawing the object itself; I'm only drawing a depiction of the object - a kind of crystallized symbol of it.

Use the worst colour you can find in each place - it usually is the best.

I'd always wanted to know the difference between a mark that was art and one that wasn't.

Art doesn't transform. It just plain forms.

Outside is the world; it's there. Pop Art looks out into the world.

...I suppose clichés wouldn't be clichés if they weren't based on some sort of tediously predictable truth.

In a democracy one must have the right to express oneself and that's what I do, even if it displeases.

Sorrow for sin should be the keenest sorrow; joy in the Lord should be the loftiest joy.

I don't repeat that many styles if I can help, although some have become classics. I try not to repeat. I'd rather surprise people.

There are two kinds of climbers... smart ones and dead ones.

And I sat there getting drunker and drunker and more in love and more in love.

Good books do not make people wiser or happier--only more conscious.

I feel I've lived so long, and went through so much, that all I want is calm and rest.

Don't you think I would be a worthy replacement for you, Madam Prime Minister? You have a long nose. So have I. But I don't poke my nose into other people's affairs.

There's always a bit of truth in each rumour, the trouble is finding out which bit. - Tayend