The girls you picked up from the bars were not the girls you took home to mother.

It seems with progress you gain certain things and you lose certain things. The automobile replaced the horse and buggy but you lost all of that nice manure.

I didn't like men, but I liked women.

That's wonderful, but my mind has been destroyed by alcohol.

I was never good at painting. The great turning point came when I had a block of wood and I carved a shape into the wood and put a small piece of timber into that space - like a negative - and so it made an endless column, only inward.

What do little kids do? They crawl on the floor and they build with blocks. I just continued to do that for the rest of my life.

My art springs from my desire to have things in the world which would otherwise never be there.