The back of Saint Peter's is one of the finest pieces of architecture I've ever seen.

I am just relating to the world we live in. I see some order in it, even though it looks like mush.

When I was a child I could do math and art, so I had left- and right-brain capabilities. But I've seen my children, who are more right-brained, struggling. My son was told he wouldn't make it to college, but he dogged it through and ended up being accepted by 10 major art schools after the high school advisor said, "Please don't apply. You're going to be disappointed." That kid's an artist now.

We're physiologically wired differently.

I don't know whose box I'm in, and I don't really care.

When I was a kid, my father didn't really have much hope for me. He thought I was a dreamer; he didn't think I would amount to anything. My mother also.

I promised a lot of people I'd slow down when I turned 80.