“It seems tome they are more concerned that we should go back, than about nature.”

If we depart form tradition, it is out of knowledge, not innocence.

My favorite symbols were those which I didn’t understand.

Painting is self-discovery.

I never abstract from nature; I never consciously think of nature when I paint.

In times of violence, personal predilections for niceties of colour and form seem irrelevant.

I use color in terms of emotional quality, as a vehicle for feeling…

All primitive expression (like the myths) reveals the constant awareness of powerful forces,

Feeling is everything I have experienced or thought.

You arrive at the image through the act of painting.

I want to express the utmost intensity of the color, bring out the quality, make it expressive.

I never use nature as a starting point.

Certain people always say we should go back to nature.I notice they never say we should go forward to nature.

The immediate presence of terror and fear.

Motor racing is like one big family, ultimately, and when you come back to it, that’s really what it feels like.

My mum passing away wasn’t funny, but that funeral and what I went through, the things that happened, looking back at it, there were funny moments. You have to be strong enough to look back at it, to sit and assess the situation.

Every fish fertilizes the water in a way that generates the plankton that ultimately leads back into the food chain, but also yields oxygen, grabs carbon – it’s a part of what makes the ocean function and what makes the planet function.

No matter what is thrown at them, no matter how deep the hole, they find a way to bounce back and overcome adversity.

I have come up at the end of a dive, and the boat was not where I left it. I had to take care of a buddy who did panic. But I was confident the boat would come back.

If somebody dumps something noxious in my back yard, the dumper is the last one I would call on to repair the damage.

If we could magically transport ourselves back to the young Earth, when it was only a billion years old or two billion years old or three billion years old or four billion years old.

We receive grace from the sacrament. And when we fumble due to sin – and it’s gonna happen – confession puts us back on the field.