Art = a mad search for individualism.

It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and unchangeable color to every object; beware of this stumbling block.

Many excellent cooks are spoilt by going into the arts.

A compromise is the art of dividing a cake in such a way that everyone believes that he has got the biggest piece.

Civilization is paralysis.

What still concerns me the most is: am I on the right track, am I making progress, am I making mistakes in art?

Nothing so resembles a daub as a masterpiece.

is either plagiarism or revolution.

In art one is concerned with the condition of the spirit for three quarters of the time; one must therefore care for oneself if he wishes to make something great and lasting.