I really wasn't about to get a Ph.D. in art history, you know, which you'd absolutely needed. And that was not something I wanted. And I loved art history, but not that way.

I like contrasting between black and white and color.

I know where the mistakes are. Nothing is perfect and I understand that.

I try not to manipulate reality... What will happen, will happen. Let things be themselves.

I like the work hanging free in the frame. I don't like too much frame around it but I like a little breathing space around the piece.

I like working late at night and then going into the house and sitting down and watching a movie and then going to sleep.

I had always worked. I always had part-time jobs.

I relied mainly on other artists, who I think are smarter than critics, any critics or curators or anybody like that. They really know.

I liked the idea of the words floating in space and the space behind it moving all the time, ever changing.

And we live in a kind of realm of language and words and so forth. So we can sort of relate to them. They don't exist without us. We create words.

Art was something that I was really interested in, probably more so than writing or anything else.

Bran thought about it. 'Can a man still be brave if he's afraid?''That is the only time a man can be brave, ' his father told him.

All power lies in free expression.

If bin Laden is in fact publicly killed, then the US military will find itself standing around with its hands in its pockets, wondering what's supposed to come next.

We all just keep moving, September. We keep moving until we stop.

When I was 20, I was drinking. When I was 30, I was drinking more, and at 40, way too much.

Wealth increaseth, but a nameless something is ever wanting to our insufficient fortune.

Wise children always choose a mother who was a shocking flirt in her maiden days, and so had several offers before she accepted their fortunate papa.

I was not allowed to talk about being adopted when growing up. I walked around feeling like I was going to explode.

Our baboon was going completely sky goddess - which is to say, nuts.

The idea of telling a story in reverse destabilises your ordinary moral reactions. That's one of the points of art - to challenge your preconceptions.