I've often stopped working for long periods.

An artist, to achieve anything in art, has to finally do the thing that nobody else wants to do and nobody else has thought to do.

I didn't study the piano - the piano studied me.

I didn't like men because they were so physically competitive. Men are always making a pecking order. "I can beat you up and you can beat him up ..."

Every time you work, you have to do it all over again, to rid yourself of this dross. I suppose for a person who is not an artist or not attempting art, it is not dross, because it is the common exchange of everyday life.

A man climbs a mountain because it is there. An artist makes a work of art because it is not there.

We don't have a single point of view for a road at all, except a moving one, moving along it.