Once they witnessed one of his painting sold at auction for $100,000. And asked how you do it, he said, 'I feel as a horse must feel when the beautiful cup is given to the jockey.'

So that's the telephone? They ring, and you run.

We were created to look at one another, weren't we?

Taste! It doesn't exist. An artist makes beautiful things without being aware of it.

There is a kind of success that is indistinguishable from panic.

The Dance instills in you something that sets you apart. Something heroic and remote.

Art is vice. You don't marry it legitimately, you rape it.