Women are in league with each other, a secret conspiracy of hearts and pheromones

Beauty is our weapon against nature; by it we make objects, giving them limit, symmetry, proportion. Beauty halts and freezes the melting flux of nature.

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

Feminism has become a catch-all vegetable drawer where bunches of clingy sob sisters can store their moldy neuroses.

Because most of my career in the classroom has been at art schools (beginning at Bennington in the 1970s), I am hyper-aware of the often grotesque disconnect between commentary on the arts and the actual practice or production of the arts.

I believe that everybody has the right to view his or her own body as a palette. However, I think intellectuals should at least try to be role models.

Men chase by night those they will not greet by day.