Certainly I was relatively a refined person. No way a tramp.
The only works of art America has given are her plumbing and her bridges.
Well, I don't go out much socially. I don't enjoy going out.
I owe it all to art books, chocolate and young men.
The second time I was there I met Marcel Duchamp, and we immediately fell for each other. Which doesn't mean a thing because I think anybody who met Marcel fell for him.
Hardships and handicaps can...stimulate our energy to survive them. You'll find if you study the lives of people who've accomplished things, it's often been done with the help of great willpower in overcoming this and that.