The most wonderful time to be in the art world was in the sixties, because it wasn't a business - there was no business of doing art.

Your life moves in patterns toward things, and things that we achieve finally are part of this mosaic. I just think that we create our own fate.

People see owning a gallery as a way to get rich. I never thought that I could get rich in the art world. I wanted a life in art. I wanted to live with artists. I wanted to make beautiful shows.

Art is a tool by which society extends its perception.

I don't believe in selling art by transparencies. Art is a firsthand experience.

I think very often the price paid for a work is the trophy itself.

No one's ever called me anything but 'Arne.'

I've been told I'm a good midcareer manager.

I've always been in love with the movies. They're the dreams of the 20th Century.

It's possible to have more than one interest. I've been a painter and did summer stock.

I was an actor as a kid in Boston. Then I went to art school with Brice Marden, the Massachusetts College of Art. So the hybrid of being an actor and artist is a director.

Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.

But there was something in his eyes at times that I would almost swear said something more. Some deeper sort of regard.

This was the noblest Roman of them all.

There's not going to be a 'Rescue Me' movie. Not a chance.

My father would often work all night and sleep during the day, so for us, dinner might be pancakes, and breakfast might be beef stroganoff.

Well, if you pick a fight with somebody that's smaller than you and you beat them, where's the honor in that?

[the Ghost Team] is an ensemble comedy. It's about people who are searching for meaning in their lives, and they end up doing this stupid thing after they're inspired by one another.

But if I didn't read, I'd think, and thinking, when you come down to it, is the most painful thing of all, and the most monopolizing

I have been called a great many things in my time – that's politics.

Memory, the priestess, kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past.