There is always an unconscious collaboration among artists.. ..the artist who imagine himself a Robinson Crusoe is either a primitive or a fool.

Each painting has its own way of evolving. When the painting is finished, the subject reveals itself.

It is the mysterious that I love in painting. It is the stillness and the silence. I want my pictures to take effect very slowly, to obsess and to haunt.

One hundred artists introduce us to one hundred worlds.

As for the subject matter in my painting.. ..it is very often an incidental thing in the background, elusive and unclear, that really stirred me.

The eye seems to be responding to something living.

One can begin a picture and carry it through and stop it and do nothing about the title at all.

In the beginning I drew and painted from nature in order to know her. Then later, only to fall under her spell. And today, to let her mirror my thoughts and feelings.

I kept.. ..returning to the (ancient Roman) wall paintings with their veiled melancholy and elegant plasticity.

The large gray spiked form rising from the bottom of the picture is to me the symbol of death and ruin. And finally the black ovoid form is the symbol of fire, lava and destruction.

I can not evolve any concrete theory about painting.

Don't be managed by the likelihood of mishaps. Be motivated by the promise of favor!

Each of us will be able to see God if we can ignite the spiritual light.

It is the nature of human beings to want, to desire.

We will be happy if we can get around to the idea that art is not an outside and extra thing

Don't worry, my little lump of rock. Everybody gets a chance to choose. Or else where would irony come from?

Tighten your prose so the story flows.

Burgundy was the winiest wine, the central, essential, and typical wine, the soul and greatest common measure of all the kindly wines of the earth.

A disciplined mind brings happiness.

No other group has internalized its self-hatred as much as blacks have. It would be difficult to find other groups who behave similarly in that their most esteemed members berate its poorest members.

The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good. Ann Landers It's not whether you get knocked down; it's whether you get back up.