Becoming Is Superior To Being.

The Worst State Of Affairs Is When Science Begins To Concern Itself With Art.

Color Is The Place Where Our Brain And The Universe Meet.

The Way To Form Transcends Its Own Destination, Goes Beyond The End Of The Way Itself.

He Has Found His Style, When He Cannot Do Otherwise.

Frightened, I Jump Up From The Bank, The Struggle Begins Anew. Bitterness Has Returned. I Am Not Pan In The Reed, I Am Merely A Human Being And Want To Climb A Few Steps, But Really Climb Them.