The things I want to express are so beautiful and pure.

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.

Story is metaphor for life and life is lived in time.

You can't convince a believer of anything; for their belief is not based on evidence, it's based on a deep seated need to believe

There is no kind of harassment that a man may not inflict on a woman with impunity in civilized societies.

The key is to get it all down on paper before the coffee stops telling you you're talented.

There is nothing so mortifying as to fall in love with someone who does not share one's sentiments.

At one time or another, everyone's had the rom-com itch that needs to be scratched.

We must watch over our modesty in the presence of those who cannot understand its grounds.

People shouldn't be allowed to get married until it's too late to have kids.

A dream deferred is a dream denied.

We should never let reality interfere with our dreams. Reality can't see what we can see.