The terrible things that happen to us,” Tessa said slowly. “What wedo with them...I think that’s what makes us artists.

I wonder if only artists can feel peace like this—such a gentle, inconspicuous peace that an ordinary person might not even notice.

Some artists are normal people who just happen to make things because we can't figure out how in the hell to communicate with people.

Writing is the only art form where a good number of the artists make a slice of their living criticizing one another in print, in public.

Wonderful music like this was the worst hurt there could be. The whole world was the symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen.

If an artist is not only he who sings or paints, but he whow express himself by words or illustrations then I can consider myself as one.

The world is my canvas, and my ponytail is my paintbrush. Helen Keller probably had a ponytail too, though my art has more vision. Barely.

Publishing is a business and writing is an art. The two have to be crammed together despite the clearly different motivations behind them.

When I compare myself to the other fellows there is something stiff and awkward about me; I look as if I had been in prison for ten years.

Perversion is a sleeping monster; art is a fanning mistress. Art serves the perversion that is deep and often dormant within human beings.

The more I use computers the more I realise I am not writing poetry anymore There was something more emotional about using a pen and pape

to look at a work of art and then to make a judgement as to whether or not it is art, and whether or not it is Christian, is presumptuous.

I watched the surrounding landscape with great curiosity, and I wanted to discover the words that could describe all its unspoiled beauty.

I love you beyond paint, beyond melodies, beyond words. And I hope you will always feel that, even when I'm not around to tell you so.

Original art emanates in the mind ... and lessons society's confusion from self indulgence, avarice and greed to trust, hope and love.