Work is my joy... Work is my therapy, I don't know anybody who loves work as much as I do.

There is no reason not to consider the world as one gigantic painting.

You begin with the possibilities of the material.

I don't really trust ideas - especially good ones... Rather, I put my trust in the materials that confront me, because they put me in touch with the unknown.

The only thing that I could get with chance, and I never was able to use it, was that I would end up with something quite geometric or the spirit that I was interested in, indulging in, was gone.

It is neither Art for Art, nor Art against Art. I am for Art, but for Art that has nothing to do with Art. Art has everything to do with life, but it has nothing to do with Art.

I've not been cursed with talent, which could be a great inhibitor.

An empty canvas is full.

The artist's job is to be a witness to his time in history.

I don't think of myself as making art. I do what I do because I want to, because painting is the best way I've found to get along with myself.

Even at this late date, I go into my studio, and I think 'Is this going to be it? Is it the end?' You see, nearly everything terrorizes me. When an artist loses that terror, he's through.

Everyone knows: people who cross boarders do so for a reason.

Most people are not going after what they want. Even some of the most serious goal seekers and goal setters, they're going after what they think they can get.

in our age there is no such thing as " keeping out of politics " all issues are political issues, and politics itself is a mass of lies, evasions, folly, hatred and .

Revival fires flame where hearts are praying.

Happiness... consists in giving, and in serving others.

It was amazing that I was ever elected.

But that's just the aim of civilization - to make everything a source of enjoyment.

The characters Im most emotionally involved with are like friends you leave behind when you move away. You dont see them regularly anymore, but you still love them and keep in touch.

No language which lends itself to visualizability can describe quantum jumps.

In a word, the consumer of mass culture is lonely, not only lonely, but spiritually impoverished.