“Art is not delivered like the morning paper; it has to be stolen from Mount Olympus.”

“I haven't the slightest idea what art is, but to be a painter is something of which you have to prove.”

“All life requires a rhythm of rest. . .There is a rhythm in the way day dissolves into night, and night into morning. There is a rhythm as the active growth of spring and summer is quieted by the necessary dormancy of fall and winter. There is a tidal rhythm, a deep, eternal conversation between the land and the great sea. ”

“All life has emptiness at it's core it is the quiet hollow reed through which the wind of God blows and makes the music that is our life.”

“I come straight from hell, Cell 23”

“COWBOYS, just like the word says.”

“The formless aching hunger that suffused his being wasn't there like it used to be. There was something sharper in it, like the great creeping cloud inside him had found claws.”