When you're young, you think you can do anything, and we thought.

We'll be potters, we'll be painters, we'll be textile designers, we'll be jewelers, we'll be a little this, a little of that. We were going to be the renaissance people [when we were young].

In fact, I believe to a certain extent a person today who starts with just clay, with no drawing and no painting and no figure drawing, still-life drawing, various things, they miss a great deal.

So I very quickly stopped almost all decoration. I was interested in the three-dimensional form of the pots, but my decoration was nonexistent.

Every pot is not going to be a masterpiece.

Alix [ MacKenzie] had stopped teaching because we had a child and she stayed home to take care of the baby, and I taught.

[Shoji] Hamada seldom drew an exact drawing of a pot that he was going to make.

It was a wonderful opportunity. And so for two and a half years we lived with [Bernard] Leach.

Bernard's [Leach] drawings delineated every little accent on the pot, every subtle curve and change of angle and proportion and all.

Bernard [Leach] was making pots which were duplicates of his drawing, and that was a difference of approach, which I think is quite critical to these two men [Leach and Shoji Hamada].

And as far as I know about Alix's [MacKenzie] work, I don't believe she ever did any sculptural work at all. It was always pottery.

Set yourself earnestly to see what you are made to do, and then set yourself earnestly to do it.

Peace is our gift to each other.

When you first saw 'The Truman Show,' did anyone else walk around for the next week not picking your nose just in case?

Some people give you that motivation to work harder simply to get the hell away from wherever they are.

Anything I learned was just work hard, just keep working and don't worry about the outside stuff. Whatever happens will happen.

We have to think bigger as writers. We have to try and change the world.

I'm a great believer in visual distinctions.

I never thought I would be one of those wacky chicks who say, 'I loved my labor,' but I loved every part of it. It was the best day of my life.

James Joyce is a cul-de-sac. [Ulysses is] ... an example how literature branched out and went into, lost itself in nowhere, no man's land.

How can a you hit and think at the same time?