You heard me. You ain't blind.

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.

I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.

I love myself when I am laughing. . . and then again when I am looking mean and impressive.

Bitterness is the coward's revenge on the world for having been hurt.

If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.

Your spiritual path is decided by your vision and accomplished by your consistency.

On the worst days, I feel fine. On the best days, I know I am not.

Attachment is the great fabricator of illusions reality can be attained only by someone who is detached.

Any innovation that is evident in my paintings is a direct result of something that happened in the course of making a print.

Impossible is the word found only in a fool's dictionary. Wise people create opportunities for themselves and make everything possible.

There are. intangible realities which float near us, formless and without words; realities which no one has thought out, and which are excluded for lack of interpreters.

In 2003, the value of Airbuss orders was more than twice as much as Boeings.

We always try to interpret things in accordance with what we want and not as they are.

The wise man, the true friend, the finished character, we seek everywhere, and only find in fragments.

I remember just lying in the grass, staring at the clouds, wondering where they drifted off to after they floated over Texas.