I think the wildest wildlife you can find these days is in Chernobyl, where wolves are running around breeding quite well in the nuclear disaster zones.

The moment right now, it's a tragically regressive time we live in, you know. We just grounded the Concorde. Where's the future? We've lost the future.

Of course, I'd welcome protest. Good criticism is hard to find.

Seeing your work go into storage in an art museum is obviously a tragedy of any cultural product - which doesn't mean I am anti-institutional.

My purpose isn't to be confrontational. My purpose is to find out about the world and play myself against it to the extent that it is even conceivable.

I think the optimal artwork is in constant circulation with the world around itself.

"Hello" is pseudoscience. The only smart way to read it is not to believe in it, not to trust it, or to put yourself in it and imagine what's out there that you haven't been told or seen.

I follow these intimate connections of strangers and, surprise!, end up finding even myself in the work at some point.

In a way I am saying the nation-state doesn't exist, borders don't exist, you can try going anywhere. It is a kind of pre-Internet consensus I always had in me.

There are ends, occasionally, with projects. That happens. But they are natural dead ends. It's usually the outside situation that demands an ending. I never really settle for one.

You pick people, and they pick you sometimes. It's especially great to connect with people you think you have nothing in common with.

The level of success you experience externally is a reflection of your level of personal development internally.

By lunchtime the valley was lightly coated, like a cake with confectioner's sugar...there was white fur on the antlers of the iron deer and on the melancholy boughs of the Norway spruce.

Be deaf, be blind, be dead to gossip, and it will grow disgusted with you and select a more sensitive victim.

If you want to see a shooting star, you might have to spend a lot of nights looking up.

Being dyslexic, I was told that I was an idiot all the time.

He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.

I like to think that death gives life meaning. I like that philosophy.

I had to realize that the use of samples has its rules, too.

If it's working, keep doing it. If it's not working, stop doing it. If you don't know what to do, don't do anything.

I expect to fight that proposition until hell freezes over. Then I propose to start fighting on the ice.