To Arrive Is To Be In Prison.

Instinct Must Be Thwarted Just As One Prunes The Branches Of A Tree So That It Will Grow Better.

A Certain Color Tones You Up. It's The Concentration Of Timbres.

A New Painting Is A Unique Event, A Birth, Which Enriches The Universe As It Is Grasped By The Human Mind, By Bringing A New Form Into It.

Composition, The Aim Of Which Is Expression, Alters Itself According To The Surface To Be Covered. If I Take A Sheet Of Paper Of Given Dimensions, I Will Jot Down A Drawing Which Will Have A Necessary Relation To Its Format.

When I Put A Green, It Is Not Grass. When I Put A Blue, It Is Not The Sky.