“I think everyone sees beauty. Art is a way to respond”

I think it’s a response in our minds to perfection. It’s too bad, people not realizing that their minds expand beyond this world.

We all have the same concern, but the artist must know exactly what the experience is. He must pursue the truth relentlessly

Doing what you were born to do … That’s the way to be happy.

I’m very careful not to have ideas, because they’re inaccurate.

I want to emphasize the fact that we all have the same experience and the same concern, but the artist must know exactly what the experience is. He must pursue the truth relentlessly.

I want to say that they are not what they seem to be. I want to say that all that seems like fantastic mistakes are not mistake.

Give up doing the things that you do not like to do.

It is commonly thought that everything that is can be put into words.

Art is the concrete representation of our most subtle feelings.

That which takes us by surprise-moments of happiness-that is inspiration.

You must find the things that you do like. The things that are acceptable to your mind.

Pollock was terrific. I think he freed himself of all kinds of worry about this world. Ran around and dripped, and then he managed to express ecstasy.

The manipulation of materials in an artwork is a result of this state of mind.

The adventurous state of mind is a high house… The joy of adventure is unaccountable.

This is the attractiveness of artwork. It is adventurous, strenuous and joyful.

I hope I have made it clear that the work is about perfection as we are aware of it in our minds but that the paintings are very far from being perfect – completely removed in fact – even as we ourselves are.

There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into. ‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George.

You decided what you thought you’d like me to do, and you went ahead and did it. You did what everyone else does. You decided for me.

Judge everyone and everything for yourself.

Imagine now a man who is deprived of everyone he loves, and at the same time of his house, his habits, his clothes, in short, of everything he possesses: he will be a hollow man, reduced to suffering and needs, forgetful of dignity and restraint, for he who loses all often loses himself.

I don’t want everyone to like me; I should think less of myself if some people did.

I think I write for reluctant readers. Of course I want everyone to enjoy my books, but if the kids in the back row who normally don’t pick up a book are engaged with what I’m writing, along with the kids who are big readers anyway, then I really feel like I’ve done my job.

If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.

I think everyone has to ask, how do companies make their money? Follow the money. And if they’re making money mainly by collecting gobs of personal data, I think you have a right to be worried.