The United Nations is our conscience. If it succeeds it is our success. If it fails it is our failure.

The United Nations is our conscience. If it succeeds it is our success. If it fails it is our failure.

At no point do I wish to be in conflict with any man or masculine thought. It doesn't enter my consciousness. Art is anonymous. It's not competitive with men. It's a complementary contribution.

My works are an imitation of my own past and present.

I found one had to do some work every day, even at midnight, because either you're professional or you're not.

[My works are] an imitation of my own past and present and of my own creative vitality as I experience them in one particular instant of my emotional and imaginative life. . .

My left hand is my thinking hand. The right is only a motor hand. This holds the hammer. The left hand, the thinking hand, must be relaxed, sensitive. The rhythms of thought pass through the fingers and grip of this hand into the stone.