It feels intensely twisted to see reigning industry queen Jenna Jameson chilling out at the Vivid booth in Jordaches and a latex bustier and to know already that she has a tattoo of a sundered valentine with the tagline Heart Breaker on her right buttock and a tiny hairless ole just left of her anus.

Certain sincerely devout and spiritually advanced people believe that the God of their understanding helps them find parking places and gives them advice on Mass. Lottery numbers.

It's in the democratic citizen's nature to be like a leaf that doesn't believe in the tree it's part of.

Ideally, each piece of art's its own unique object, and its evaluation's always present-tense.

I cannot say what color Lenore Beadsman’s eyes are; I cannot look at them; they are the sun to me.

Our attachments are our temple, what we worship, no? What we give ourselves to, what we invest with faith. . . . Attachments are of great seriousness. Choose your attachments carefully. Choose your temple of fanaticism with great care.

I do things like get in a taxi and say, "The library, and step on it.