It should be not only a synergy, but a complicity between the viewer and the artist, and so I'm wide open to that.

The more you touch something, the stronger it becomes.

Soap, a cleaning product, can be made from decay.

The fact is, art is alive. It's moving around. It's alive.

The longer they hang out, the deeper the history, the richer the life. If you use that as a template or as a way of realizing things, then I don't think you can go wrong.

If you are working, almost like with layers of the Grand Canyon, there's history within those layers.

There is the artwork that you physically make but there's also the journey that happens on the inside.

That's the position I place myself in always. I don't know. It says follow me. It pulls you right through, just by the nose.

If you imagine my studio floor, you can just keep picking it up and getting masterpieces.

The final tormenting, unanswerable question: what is 'success' in mourning?

We have learned by now that our beauty does not count as a possession. The only thing we truly own is our legend.

I'm from a very politically and socially conscious family. My mother always made a point of making us look at what was going on around us and take stock of our part in it.

Auction houses run a rigged game. They know exactly how many people will be bidding on a work and exactly who they are. In a gallery, works of art need only one person who wants to pay for them.

It's like, once you've seen Tom Hanks win the Golden Globes, the Oscars, you've seen his wife, what kind of car he drives, when you watch his movies, you can't fully get really lost in them.

If my body were a tree trunk, the rings would surely reveal the time it has had to mature.

The best KISS concert I've ever been to was…my wedding.

Amtrak offers riders a cost-effective way to travel throughout the country.

In civilized communities men's idiosyncrasies are mitigated by the necessity of conforming to certain rules of behavior. Culture is a mask that hides their faces.

The limousine is the ultimate ego trip, the supreme sign of success. It shouts: Hey, this guy is really and truly Mr Big.