Whales have two things to do, eat and look for something to eat, ... So they cruise from kelp bed to kelp bed and then move on.

I paint to rest from the phenomena of the external world-to pronounce and to make notations of its essences with which to verify the inner eye.

I paint to evoke a changing language of symbols, a language with which to remark upon the qualities of our mysterious capacities which direct us toward ultimate reality.

There were four of us about that bed; / The mass-priest knelt at the side, / I and his mother stood at the head, / Over his feet lay the bride.

There are two kinds of women: those who want power in the world, and those who want power in bed

I can imagine myself on my death-bed, spent utterly with lust to touch the next world, like a boy asking for his first kiss from a woman.