We're making so many images today and it's unbelievable. I shoot stuff all the time. I try to figure a lot out before I paint. I do a tremendous amount of shooting.

We discard the personal specifics which don't conform to the ideal conventional beauty created by art directors and cinematographers.

I love seeing things that work in the micro and work in the macro.

I read that prior to the advent of color TV, most people dreamed in black and white.

I always thought being an artist was a lazy job. I was wrong.

When we as a society lose the ability to comment on what we see and to have an opinion on what we are exposed to, then we have all lost what makes us unique on this planet.

I dont think I talk to anybody the same way I talk to Moby.

I've always wished that I had a great ability to verbalize art theory and find a way that I fit in to the whole lineage, but I don't have a clue.

There's the people who have one of these cell phones in their pockets and don't have a clue how it's made. But I really want to understand.

I'm a painter, I'm an artist. I take things too far sometimes. I really need some comfort.

I wanted to finally feel better about understanding. I painted my wife because I wanted to understand her. I can talk to her, but I didn't understand why I was so compelled.

Happiness often sneaks through doors you didn't even know were open

For a long time the only time I felt beautiful-in the sense of being complete as a woman as a human being and even female-was when I was singing.

If we lose our wilderness, we have nothing left worth fighting for.

VITUPERATION, n. Saite, as understood by dunces and all such as suffer from an impediment in their wit.

People really respond to the songs when I play them in concert. Every song comes from a different place emotionally or from a different headspace.

Every couple years when Mr. [Hugh] Hefner would call, I would very graciously decline, because my mom would kill me, and I thought it was more mysterious keeping my clothes on.

The ideal Government minister may well be someone who has no itch to run other people's lives.

Only a life of prayer and meditation will render a vessel ready for the Master's use.

They are the only honest hypocrites, their life is a voluntary dream, a studied madness.

There seems to be no mainframe explanation for the PC world in which we're living.