Artists are the worst [people]. They are selfish, self-centred; they don't care what happens.
I loved New York — every inch of it. It was a little bit scary at that time, but still, the excitement was so strong — visually and intellectually. It was like a monster.
Your own acts tell the world who you are and what kind of society you think it should be.
For years, I refused to go to any openings, not even my own.
I don't believe in a sense of home.
Behind every political deal in this country, the first casualties are always the ordinary people, who are barely treated as human.