People Are Like Lice - They Get

The Cradles Of Civilization Are The Putrid Sinks Of The World.

What Is An Artist? He's A Man Who Has Antennae, Who Knows How To Hook Up To The Currents Which Are In Atmosphere, In The Cosmos.

I'm A Bit Retarded, Like Most Americans.

The Practice Of Any Art Demands More Than 'mere Savoir Faire'. One Must Not Only Be In Love With What One Does, One Must Also Know How To Make Love. In Love Self Is Obliterated. Only The Beloved Counts.

Do Not Be Duped By Little Duties. Do Not Be A Chore Man All Your Days.