“I've always expressed my thoughts in color but we remain blind.”
“my fingers are color blind”
“It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.”
“I've often thought that there isn't any "I" at all; that we are simply the means of expression of something else; that when we think we are ourselves, we are simply the victims of a delusion.”
“I've always believed that a writer has got to remain an outsider.”
“Music is color blind.”