I don't know where the artificial stops and the real starts.

People are always so boring when they band together. You have to be alone to develop all the idiosyncrasies that make a person interesting.

Maybe the reason my memory is so bad is that I always do at least two things at once. It's easier to forget something you only half-did or quarter did.

So many people seem to prefer my silver-screenings of movie stars to the rest of my work. It must be the subject matter that attracts them, because my death and violence paintings are just as good.

I can't bear to let all this beautiful talk go by. Everybody says... fantastic things. People are always putting it down as an invasion of privacy, but I think everyone should be bugged all the time... bugged and photographed.

I'm starting to think that the men are the ones who should wear the big jewelry because they can defend it better when it's robbed. They should wear the big diamonds. You can show how much of a man you are, because the bigger the diamond, the stronger you have to be to defend it.

When I look around today, the biggest anachronism I see is pregnancy. I just can't believe that people are still pregnant.