If I Declare It To

I Always Have A Good Reason For Taking Something Out But I Never Have One For Putting Something In. And I Don't Want To, Because That Means That The Picture Is Being Painted Predigested.

Having To Be Different Is The Same Trap As Having To Be The Same.

Very Quickly A Painting Is Turned Into A Facsimile Of Itself When One Becomes So Familiar With With It That One Recognizes It Without Looking At It.

I Feel As Though The World Is A Friendly Boy Walking Along In The Sun.

I Really Feel Sorry For People Who Think Things Like Soap Dishes Or Mirrors Or Coke Bottles Are Ugly, Because They're Surrounded By Things Like That All Day Long, And It Must Make Them Miserable.