Martha Stewart contributes more to our civility than the Baptist Church.

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.

He was assaulting the world by assaulting himself.

And write about it, Goddess, and about it!

Each gig should be unique. You're always treading that line between keeping yourself fresh and giving people something they want to hear

The truth is that brains have little to do with either the making or accumulating of money.

It doesn't take talent to hustle.

Teens are always shown as one dimensional. They're stereotyped. When I was in high school, I cared about more than getting a date or making the team.

Like, I want the world to be better! All I want is positive! All I want is dopeness! Why would you want to control that?

There is a difference between film and digital. Because digital, you know, it's perfect and whatever. But with film, you get depth. You get subject.

There is no such thing as luck; there is only adequate or inadequate preparation to cope with a statistical universe.

Man's strength is but little, and futile his concerns.