I learned nothing at school, so I just lived in my own world.

I work between my heartbeat. I have one-and-a-half seconds to actually move. And at the same time I have to watch I don’t inhale my own work.

All creatures are great and small.

People often swear the first time they see my work. I like that.

At school I'd want to be so small that nobody could see me, and so my work depicts and reflects me - what it felt like to grow up in a world of pain.

I was told I would become nothing. Now I am showing people how big nothing is.

As a kid, I lived in a fantasy world. I used to believe ants could talk. Not once did they say thank you.

Flying helicopters is what I do for fun.

When I was a kid, I had trouble at school because of my learning disabilities. Carving is my body compensating for the lack of other skills.

At home, when the heating pipes made noises, I imagined a tiny person was in there skipping with a rope. The fantasy world of tiny things became my escape.

Just because you can't see something, doesn't mean it's not there.

In the land of the blind, a one eyed man is king

I had a very simple life growing up in the farm country outside of Perugia, and biscotti and warm milk with a tiny bit of coffee were a big part of my morning ritual before walking to school.

The tourist may complain of other tourists, but he would be lost without them.

Audiences feel no hatred from me. Because I'm not bitter.

Art, like love, excludes all competition and absorbs the man.

I won't quit until I get run over by a truck, a producer or a critic.

The bridge between reality and a dream is work.

Many with careers in the art world are intimidated, and afraid to speak out against the gospels of Modernist theory.

The vanity of men, a constant insult to women, is also the ground for the implicit feminine claim of superior sensitivity and morality.

I have not failed 10,000 times. I have succeeded in proving that those 10,000 ways will not work.