Watercolor is an alchemical medium - colors mixing with water, joining with it, being extended by it - creating new life where none had been before.

There is just no end to reality. You can keep going closer into it, but you never ever come out the other end.

With all its variety and liveliness, color acts in the work of art as blood does as it circulates through our bodies. Color is what keeps the painting alive and moving.

Color is a language. It is the language of painting. How painting expresses itself is in large part with color.

The way I paint, the scale of the information in the images which I want to paint demand space.

I have learned from nature that all is equal... all is equal and in balance. I see everything as fitting together.

The water color process takes me and itself to a destination I hadn't even known existed... Whatever I put down on the page, the paint will dry as it wants to.

I like the idea of the painting looking at the viewer than the other way around.

Painting is the subject of painting.

The older I get, the more I feel that color is what painting is. Painting is primarily color.

Given my age, I am pretty near the end, probably, of my career as a writer, a scholar, a teacher. And I wanted to speak of things I will not be able to do.

Executive power in any nation arguably has more in common with executive power in another country than with the citizens it should serve.

A free and open Internet should not have to be weighed down by legal challenges - its dynamism is essential to our economy.

In the eternal scheme of things - not always in mortality - righteous yearning and longing will be fulfilled.

If any of you have a desire to be mediocre, you will probably find that you have already achieved your ambition.

Well, wouldn't it have been easier if she'd just asked me whether I liked her better than you?" "Girls don't often ask questions like that," said Hermione. "Well, they should!" said Harry forcefully.

I couldn't get an acting job to save my life when I moved to L.A.

Anticipatory plagiarism occurs when someone steals your original idea and publishes it a hundred years before you were born.

Perfect paranoia is perfect awareness.