I Simply Try To Put

It Is Through The Human Figure That I Best Succeed In Expressing The Nearly Religious Feeling That I Have Towards Life.

The Residuum Of Another's Expression Can Never Be Related To One's Own Feeling.

What I Dream Of Is An Art Of Balance.

After A Half-century Of Hard Work And Reflection The Wall Is Still There.

In Art, Truth And Reality Begin When One No Longer Understands What One Is Doing Or What One Knows, And When There Remains An Energy That Is All The Stronger For Being Constrained, Controlled And Compressed.