The purpose of art is to lay bare the questions which have been hidden by the answers.

The artistic image is not intended to represent the thing itself, but, rather, the reality of the force the thing contains.

All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up.

He has only half learned the art of reading who has not added to it the more refined art of skipping and skimming.

Confidence, like art, never comes from having all the answers; it comes from being open to all the questions.

It is better to ask some of the questions than to know all the answers