I wish there was a painter who could paint as well as Ted Williams could hit.

Here we were, corrupting all those Russians toward communism.

Now painting is different. It's something recollected in tranquility.

As far as I'm concerned, I want to remain the mean little man I always was.

Impulses are hard to come by these days.

I'm the little dog who goes the wrong way-under the hoop.

I wish there was a painter who could paint as well as Ted Williams could hit.