The galleries are simply corporations in the art world - "Here's a million dollars for this latest piece of crap" - but I'm not about to go along with the gallery system.

Women don't run around saying, "Oh, I took a Bodysex workshop, and I had so much fun, and Betty Dodson taught us how to blah blah." They come, they go, and I rarely hear from them again.

Men are hung up on breasts. They're looking at the titty dinner. It's pathetic.

The person whose face is between your legs is gonna get lockjaw.

When I found out after that first successful exhibition that the gallery wanted me to do another show like the first one, I come out two years later with four 6-foot drawings of classical nudes masturbating. The gallery director flipped the freak out!

If you tell a child "Don't touch yourself there," they will deal with some kind of sexual problem from then on, to one degree or other.

The women working at abortion clinics are really on the front lines and the true heroes of feminism.