I am not strong on perfection.

As one gets older one sees many more paths that could be taken. Artists sense within their own work that kind of swelling of possibilities, which may seem a freedom or a confusion.

Bend color names which should be made of neon or copper tubing. Place an object on a surface - trace the object - then bend the object - leaving some part of it attached.

To be an artist you have to give up everything, including the desire to be a good artist.

Take an object. Do something to it. Do something else to it.

One night I dreamed that I painted a large American flag, and the next morning I got up and I went out and bought the materials to begin it.

When something is new to us, we treat it as an experience. We feel that our senses are awake and clear. We are alive.

I assumed that everything would lead to complete failure, but I decided that didn't matter – that would be my life.

One works without thinking how to work.

It's simple, you just take something and do something to it, and then do something else to it. Keep doing this, and pretty soon you've got something.

Art is either a complaint or appeasement.

Lord, I am willing to break MY heart that I might satisfy THY heart.

Pride and entitlement always go with unforgiveness. The longer you hold someone's offense over them, the more likely you are to start feeling arrogant and entitled to your posture toward him.

There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it.

Christmas makes me happy no matter what time of year it comes around.

The digital camera has given me total freedom and a different way of filming.

I don't get back as much as I'd like to, so I don't have a lot of close ties [Pittsburgh], but I'll bleed black and gold until I die.

She had learned, in the slums of her childhood, that honest people were never touchy about the matter of being trusted.

Dreams do come true, if we only wish hard enough.

I love flat shoes, more so than heels. One of my obsessions is men's co-respondent lace-ups.

All truths are erroneous. This is the very essence of the dialectical process: today's truths become errors tomorrow; there is no final number.