The New York action painters want their pictures to jump off the walls and chase you down the street.

Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it.

When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.

My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.

Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth

The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.

'Be faithful to your roots' is the liberal version of 'Stay in your ghetto.'

Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.

Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.

Rap in its form is poetry, meaning the point of convergence is words.

If God exists at all, it exists in the pants of a man and woman, not otherwise

Because they're my stories, they're my version of events of the past three years. But I really hope people can hear their own stories within the songs and they can become our version of events.

Whether it's coming from FDR or it's coming from Ronald Reagan, if the idea is right for the times then we're gonna apply it. And things that don't work we're gonna get rid of.

Some people read off of their Palms and Pocket PCs, but the real immersible reading experience takes a full-screen device.

So many paintings have hidden meanings or need wall texts, but my work is not in that category.

In effect we are, bending and breaking the rules of the language. And if someone were to ask why we do it, the answer is simply: for fun

You are your own refuge There is no other You cannot save another You can only save yourself.

I grew up Windlesham in Surrey, which is a beautiful and quaint village.

It bugs me that people think my songs are personal because it means I have to explain myself all the time.