My art originates from hallucinations only I can see. I translate the hallucinations and obsessional images that plague me into sculptures and paintings.

My life is a dot lost among thousands of other dots.

Become one with eternity. Become part of your environment. Take off your clothes. Forget yourself. Make love. Self-destruction is the only way to peace.

I am just another dot in the world

Polka dots can't stay alone. When we obliterate nature and our bodies with polka dots we become part of the unity of our environments.

Every time I have had a problem, I have confronted it with the ax of art.

I wanted to start a revolution, using art to build the sort of society I myself envisioned.

I, Kusama, am the modern Alice in Wonderland.

I think I will be able to, in the end, rise above the clouds and climb the stairs to Heaven, and I will look down on my beautiful life.

It is my wish to leave a message to the whole world from the universe, a message of love and peace to the people of the world.

If it were not for art, I would have killed myself a long time ago.

Problems are just businesses waiting for the right entrepreneur to unlock the value.

South Africa never leaves one indifferent. Its history, its population, its landscapes and cultures - all speak to the visitor, to the student, to the friend of Africa.

When anyone arouses my anger, I will immediately pray for them and regain my peace of soul.

I probably won't be able to hear it until five years from now anyway. That's when I always hear my own music. It takes five years to sit down with it after not hearing it for a couple of years.

IBM doesn't want its people to get frustrated and restless because it has them reaching for carrots they can't quit

I don't like schools. And I mean, you have to call on all your friends to get them into their schools.

When I think about what we now know about Donald Trump and what he's been doing for 30 years, he sure has spent a lot of time demeaning, degrading, insulting, and assaulting women.

If the prime directives were followed a little more accurately here on earth, I mean it sounds somewhat Pollyanna, but I think people would certainly get along better.

I think of the words of the prophet . . . : And now, after the many testimonies which have been given of Him, this is the testimony, last of all, that we give of Him: That He lives.

Cigars should be like onions," she said, unfastening the catch and pushing back the pane. "Either the whole company does, or the whole company does not.