Anytime my work can coax bodily fluids out of someone, I'm happy.
Imagine a plague you catch through your ears.
Shotgunning anybody in this room would be the moral equivalent of killing a car, a Barbie doll, a vacuum cleaner. We're all such products.
It's funny how the beauty of art has so much more to do with the frame than the artwork itself.
You only ask people about themselves so you can tell them about yourself.
The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.