Theories Are Patterns Without Value. What Counts

I Ground Matter To Find The Continuous Line. And When I Realized I Could Not Find It, I Stopped, As If An Unseen Someone Had Slapped My Hands.

In Art, One Does Not Aim For Simplicity; One Achieves It Unintentionally As One Gets Closer To The Real Meaning Of Things.

Nothing Grows Well In The Shade Of A Big Tree.

The Function Of Art Is To Make That Understood Which In The Form Of Argument Would Be Incomprehensible.

Simplicity Is Complexity Resolved