In New York In 1915

Since I Found That One Could Make A Case Shadow From A Three-dimensional Thing, Any Object Whatsoever - Just As The Projecting Of The Sun On The Earth Makes Two Dimensions - I Thought That By Simple Intellectual Analogy, The Fourth Dimension Could Project An Object Of Three Dimensions, Or, To Put It Another Way, Any Three-dimensional Object, Which We See Dispassionately, Is A Projection Of Something Four-dimensional, Something We Are Not Familiar With.

Society Takes What It Wants. The Artist Himself Does Not Count, Because There Is No Actual Existence For The Work Of Art. The Work Of Art Is Always Based On The Two Poles Of The Onlooker And The Maker, And The Spark That Comes From The Bipolar Action Gives Birth To Something - Like Electricity. But The Onlooker Has The Last Word, And It Is Always Posterity That Makes The Masterpiece. The Artist Should Not Concern Himself With This, Because It Has Nothing To Do With Him.

The Word 'art' Interests Me Very Much. If It Comes From Sanskrit, As I've Heard, It Signifies 'making.

In The Creative Act, The Artist Goes From Intention To Realization Through A Chain Of Totally Subjective Reactions.

You Know Exactly What I Think Of Photography. I Would Like To See It Make People Despise Painting Until Something Else Will Make Photography Unbearable. (in A Letter To Alfred Stieglitz)