To create you must quiet your mind. You need a quiet mind so that ideas will have a chance of connecting.

Life is too short not to create, not to love, and not to lend a helping hand to our brothers and sisters.

Dream, but expect nothing. Desire, but expect nothing. Hope, but expect nothing. Release your need to control and gain real control.

There are an infinite number of rewards you could bestow on yourself for working at your creative projects, and you deserve every one of them.

We have enough experiences in a day to make art for a decade.

When you flow like water you bring all of your talents and resources to your creative work... Flow around every obstacle you encounter, including any you've erected yourself.

If, because of anxiety and self-doubt, you procrastinate and only think about working, you'll feel more exhausted than if you'd created for hours.

You can't plan in advance for everything - every mood swing, every mistake you might make in execution, every shift in your circumstances. But you can keep updating your plan.

The artist's personality, built upon strong desires and compassionate vision, is by its nature prone to depression.

Talent is so loaded a word, so full to the brim with meanings, that an artist might be wise to forget about it altogether and just keep on working.

One visit with a child can supply us with enough creativity dust to last for a lifetime... Visit with children like you're the child you ought to be more often.

No mortal man could frighten him, no more than the darkness could, nor the bones of his soul, the grey and grisly bones of his soul.

I worked with him in a way where there was no need to align. We felt and the feeling was simple but complex. It was the intensity in our grasp and when it was done, it was done.

Stupid people will mistake your confidence for arrogance.

Ring out the old ring in the new Ring happy bells across the snow.

We see what we want to see, and observation conforms to hypothesis.

My prodigious sin was, and still is, being a non-conformist. Although I am not a Communist I refused to fall in line by hating them.

In my stories, I think, as I've gotten older, the characters have become stronger and more independent, and more capable of making unconventional decisions.

Hot oil! We need hot oil!... Forget the water balloons!

In the capacious urn of death, every name is shaken. [Lat., Omne capax movet urna nomen.]

Purpose is a man-made fiction. Nobody on their deathbed gets a plaque that says "he focused on only one thing for his entire life!" Those are counterfeit thoughts in a counterfeit society.