Whatever you do, the only secret is to believe in it and satisfy yourself. Don't do it for anyone else.

I don't think art is propaganda; it should be something that liberates the soul, provokes the imagination and encourages people to go further. It celebrates humanity instead of manipulating it.

Children know something that most people have forgotten.

The only way art lives is through the experience of the observer. The reality of art begins with the eyes of the beholder, through imagination, invention and confrontation.

Drawing is still basically the same as it has been since prehistoric times. It brings together man and the world. It lives through magic.

I'd like to pretend that I've never seen anything, never read anything, never heard anything... and then make something.

If commercialization is putting my art on a shirt so that a kid who can't afford a $30,000 painting can buy one, then I'm all for it.

My contribution to the world is my ability to draw. I will draw as much as I can for as many people as I can for as long as I can.

Art is nothing if you don't reach every segment of the people.

Red is one of the strongest colors, it's blood, it has a power with the eye. That's why traffic lights are red I guess, and stop signs as well.... In fact I use red in all of my paintings.

Art is for everybody.

Do not stalk your prey until you are sure it is prey

How can people trust the harvest, unless they see it sown?

I lay a lot of blame at the feet of Dusty Baker for not being more strict about fundamentals, which I think would give the team a stronger day-to-day identity.

Reckless action is worse than wise restraint.

One thing about this game: It's really frustrating. In hockey, if you team's losing, you can start a fight. You can get your frustrations out.

You know, what can I say. If a relationship can't work out, make a record.

I didn't have bands that I was playing with growing up, so I learned to try to adapt and play these songs that were guitar songs on the piano, and sing them.

Happy is the man who loves the woods and waters, Brother to the grass and well beloved of Pan; The earth shall be his, and all her laughing daughters. Happy the man.

To have arrived on this earth as a product of a biological accident, only to depart through human arrogance, would be the ultimate irony.

There's no law that says I can't cook in my own house." - Charlie Swan