It's high time for the art world to admit that the avant-garde is dead. It was killed by my hero, Andy Warhol, who incorporated into his art all the gaudy commercial imagery of capitalism (like Campbell's soup cans) that most artists had stubbornly scorned.

Education has become a prisoner of contemporaneity.

Art is something out of the ordinary commenting on the ordinary.

They do not understand the fragility of civilization and the constant nearness of savage nature.

Cats are autocrats of naked self-interest. They are both amoral and immoral, consciously breaking rules. Their ''evil'' look at such times is no human projection: the cat may be the only animal who savors the perverse or reflects upon it

Bisexuality is our best hope of escape from the animosities and false polarities of the current sex wars.

It is capitalist America that produced the modern independent woman.