The artist, even when he imitates nature, always feels himself to be not a slave but a demigod.

Some say that life has no form, that it is extremely diffuse. I think I can agree with them. ... A life without conclusions is painful.

An artist is a person who lives in the triangle which remains after the angle which we may call common sense has been removed from this four-cornered world.

I am a cat. As yet I have no name

Loneliness is the price we have to pay for being born in this modern age, so full of freedom, independence, and our own egotistical selves.

Into the field of Yellow flowers The red setting sun!

From this observed behavior a major psychological truth about this race of forked destroyers may be deduced: that, just as nature abhors a vacuum, "mankind abhors equality."

On a charcoal kiln a vine keeps climbing, while being burned to death.

The stork is voiceless because there is really nothing to say.

I belong to the scarce minority of artists who work in good faith, around whom the phenomenal world vanishes, as it happens to the mystics when they give themselves to prayer.

Power is nothing without a rock solid core. Pilates is the key to activating it...guys don't be fooled just 'cause women do it. It's no joke. Try it and you'll find out real quick.

The moment I am aware that I am aware, I am not aware. Awareness means the observer is not.

...it's the process of losing oneself in the jungle that makes science worth doing.

I do love a bit of fashion. I grew up around a lot of it as my mum and dad had clothing stores so my mum was always designing a lot, and I definitely had that as an influence.

Fascism was an emergency makeshift. To view it as something more would be a fatal error.

The human hand allows the mind to reveal itself.

The door to a balanced success opens widest on the hinges of hope and encouragement.