Our appearance belongs to others, we live in the darkness of the body-part of all darkness but felt.

Art has to change things, and if it was immediately acceptable it would not be doing the job.

Art is not about understanding, it’s about experience.

Art is the means by which we communicate what it feels like to be alive.

We are not moving towards some kind of goal. We are at the goal, and it is changing with us. If art has any purpose, it is to open our eyes to that fact.

The elemental world we all live in is the darkness of the body.

I want to start where language ends.

Art is not about objects of high monetary exchange. It's about reasserting our firsthand experience in present time.

I was educated by monks - I thank them dearly for the education they gave me, but I am no longer a Catholic.

It is as much the conversations between objects as between us and objects that make museums so valuable.

I have to say that I reject somewhat the distinction between something called art and something called public art. I think all art demands and desires to be seen.

Always put a "yet" after the things you have not accomplished.

I know that I'm crazy. And that has made all the difference." From: Furiously Happy: A funny book about horrible things.

It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.

Just about everything in this world is easier said than done, with the exception of 'systematically assisting Sisyphus's stealthy, syst-susceptible sister,' which is easier done than said.

I really like it when you can step outside of what's come before and find a surprise for the reader and find a surprise for yourself.

For someone who can’t remember very much, there seems to be a lot I can’t forget.

I was about 21 when I read that [Mere Christianity], and my faith was really being shaken during those days. Its a great, classic book.

Every gift of God is to be enjoyed as from God and not like a God.

You need to keep on doing things you have never done before in your career. You have to have a go.

The baby, assailed by eyes, ears, nose, skin, and entrails at once, feels it all as one great blooming, buzzing confusion.