The chief function of color should be to serve expression as well as possible.

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.

Creative people are curious, flexible, and independent with a tremendous spirit and a love of play.

Don't wait for inspiration. It comes while one is working.

Derive happiness in oneself from a good day's work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.

The essential thing is to work in a state of mind that approaches prayer.

Color was not given to us in order that we should imitate Nature. It was given to us so that we can express our emotions.

Ever since there have been men, man has given himself over to too little joy. That alone, my brothers, is our original sin. I should believe only in a God who understood how to dance.

The artist begins with a vision - a creative operation requiring effort. Creativity takes courage.

I wouldn't mind turning into a vermilion goldfish.

Don't try to be original. Be simple. Be good technically, and if there is something in you, it will come out.

Through artistry, imagination not only allows one to express their creativity, but also their soul.

It’s almost funny, in a tragic way, that the fiery thing at the center of my universe did die and that I, a girl whose name is synonymous with summer, am expected to live without it.

What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?

Disappear Here. The syringe fills with blood. You're a beautiful boy and that's all that matters. Wonder if he's for sale. People are afraid to merge. To merge.

I'm lucky to have worked with great actors, my whole career.

Without goals our efforts may be scattered and unproductive.

All I do know, for certain, after 53 years in this business, is that writers who sincerely think that their language can represent reality ought to be plumbers.

If you start out to solely make money, you will attract the wrong kind of employees.

In Vegas, I got into a long argument with the man at the roulette wheel over what I considered to be an odd number.