Originality is merely an illusion.

Only those who attempt the absurd will achieve the impossible. I think it's in my basement... let me go upstairs and check.

Are you really sure that a floor can't also be a ceiling?

I never got a pass mark in math ... Just imagine - mathematicians now use my prints to illustrate their books.

Science and art sometimes can touch one another, like two pieces of the jigsaw puzzle which is our human life, and that contact may be made across the boderline between the two respective domains.

My work is a game, a very serious game.

Hands, are the most honest part of the human body, they cannot lie as laughing eyes and the mouth can.

We adore chaos because we love to produce order.

It is human nature to want to exchange ideas, and I believe that, at bottom, every artist wants no more than to tell the world what he has to say.

I can't keep from fooling around with our irrefutable certainties. It is, for example, a pleasure knowingly to mix up two and three dimensionalities, flat and spatial, and to make fun of gravity.

So let us then try to climb the mountain, not by stepping on what is below us, but to pull us up at what is above us, for my part at the stars; amen.

A professional headshot in front of a bookshelf says you're an intellectual. A professional headshot peeking though a bookshelf says you're probably under a restraining order.

Your mission: Be so busy loving your life that you have no time for hate, regret or fear.

I think all actors are supposed to be character actors.

Where two motives, neither of them perfectly justifiable, may be assigned, the worst has the chance of being preferred.

Bad marriages don't cause infidelity; infidelity causes bad marriages.

The biggest obstacle was mixing abortion with overpopulation. These are two things that have nothing to do with each other.

Women like to watch women fight because it makes them feel sort of empowered physically and mentally. They feel kind of jazzed and excited by it.

Treat your friend as if he will one day be your enemy, and your enemy as if he will one day be your friend

Whence has come thy lasting power.

That god forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at your hand th' account of hours to crave, Being your vassal bound to stay your leisure.