I think that if you don't like something and it's not easy, you shouldn't be doing it.

Bad taste is real taste, of course, and good taste is the residue of someone else's privilege.

Beauty is and always will be blue skies and open highway.

Out of sheer perversity, I followed beauty where it lead, into the silence.

Beautiful art sells. If it sells itself, it is an idolatrous commodity; if it sells anything else, it is a seductive advertisement.

Even if one succeeds in making a silk purse out of a sow's ear, there remains the problem of what to do with a one-eared sow.

It used to be that if you stood in front of a painting you didn't understand, you'd have some obligation to guess. Now you don't.

I have no evangelical feelings about art at all. I despise art education. Art doesn't lend itself to education. There is no knowledge there. It's a set of propositions about how things should look.

Art has political consequences, which is to say, it reorganizes society and creates constituencies of people around it.

I don't think the government should touch art. Governments are risk averse. They encourage risk-averse personalities to be artists.

When you really respect somebody who does something different from you, your respect is for the quality of the job.

Well, child? Aren't you going to try to turn me into some kind of unspeakable creature?I don't think I shall bother, madam, seeing as you are making such a good job of it yourself!

L I V E or E V I L -- to Live life is to spell forward. To not live life is to spell backwards.

Silence prevailed everywhere, like the gloomy dumbness after the riots in the city.

To know truly is to know by causes.

Find what brings you joy and go there.

I'm not really a churchy person, although I do think Jesus was a good bloke.

Who would ever understand me?

These are beautiful days. Folks ask what I'm doing. I tell them I'm doing family.

But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled making Christmas cards with the mentally ill. I want to live and I want to love. I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of.

Whatsoever has form must be the result of combinations of particles and requires something else behind it to move it.