Nothing Is Confused Except The Mind.

Too Often We Tend To Reduce What Is Strange To What Is Familiar. I Intend To Restore The Familiar To The Strange.

Life Obliges Me To Do Something, So I Paint.

Those Who Become Entangled In These False Ideas Are Prevented From Perceiving The Integral Oneness.

If The Dream Is A Translation Of Waking Life, Waking Life Is Also A Translation Of The Dream.

My Investigations Resembled The Pursuit Of The Solution To A Problem For Which I Had Three Data: The Object, The Thing Connected With It In The Shadow Of My Consciousness, And The Light Wherein That Thing Would Become Apparent.