What is creative is the seeking of perfection - and not attaining it.

Perhaps there is a minimum distance that should separate one exhibit from another... Indeed those specialized in psychophysics have actually come up with some rules.

As soon as your brain starts telling you that you can't have a tree that is blue then you stop being able to paint trees.

When politicians deny anything fiercely, there is a good chance that it will happen.

The Japanese, if I understand them, are masters of the unsaid and the unstated, of subtlety and ambiguity, all of which constitute powerful stimulants to the imagination.

In the fight between biology and morality, biology has commonly won in the end.

Artists erase reality to a greater or lesser extent, and substitute their own reality - created by their brains, instead.

I gather that the dopaminergic system in the reward centres of the brain respond even more vigorously to the expectation of reward than to reward itself. Hence, perhaps, the disappointment.

I can really recommend a beautifully but sparsely furnished room with empty walls!

I always expect the worst from this evil and wicked world and am often pleasantly surprised when the worst does not come to pass, but never or rarely surprised or upset when it does.

Self-censorship, whether known or unknown, is an unwelcome brake on creativity; it stifles self-expression and hence prevents a work from reaching the heights of great art.

I am sculptor. I am clay.What shall I make of myself today.

Only gravity can hold me down

Knowing your inner voice and how you will confront it, is like talking to yourself in front of the mirror and appreciate it.

Surely, if we can land a spaceship on Mars, we can certainly put a voter ID card in the hand of every eligible voter.

I can be attracted to a woman sexually, but it doesn't mean I want to be in love with a woman.

A lot of my business is about protecting creativity.

Nobody ever became a writer just by wanting to be one.

On Jesus: "Everyone around me was flat-out in love with him, and who wouldn't be? He was good with animals, he loved his mother, and he wasn't afraid of blind people.

There's love, sweet love, for one and all-- For love is best for great and small.

Red wine with fish. That should have told me something.