We have an obligation to feel guilty." The words came out of her lips as if she were reciting an elegy. "Guilty. Because we kill the ones we love.

He kissed her lustfully. Mindlessly.Senselessly.

I was besieged by a yearning, a craving, a burning desire. My heart had opened like one of those mysterious flowers that only bloom at night.

Geometry alone is not enough to portray human desires, expressions, aspirations, joys. We need more.

Man is more powerful than matter.

I'm interested in making works for museums in a way that make the space feel domestic, and I'm always thinking about how this work will be part of someone's daily life.

Our country ... when right, to be kept right. When wrong, to be put right.

High school music teachers... nobody makes a living off it.

You look at our borders, they're like swiss cheese, everybody pours in.

Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.

Love, whether sexual, parental, or fraternal, is essentially sacrificial, and prompts a man to give his life for his friends.

I'm pretty much able to play any style. I'm not here to demand 40 or 50 shots. But I would like 30.