For these are all our children, we will all profit by or pay for whatthey become.

One writes out of one thing only - one's own experience. Everything depends on how relentlessly one forces from this experience the last drop, sweet or bitter, it can possibly give. This is the only real concern of the artist, to recreate out of the disorder of life that order which is art.

Nakedness has no color: this can come as news only to those who have never covered, or been covered by, another naked human being.

Artists are here to disturb the peace.

She was twenty and had come to realize that, though she had a voice, she wasn't a singer; that to endure and embrace the life of a singer demands a whole lot more than a voice.

We cannot discuss the state of our minorities until we first have a sense of what we are, who we are, what our goals are, and what we take life to be.

Everything depends on how relentlessly one forces from experience the last drop, sweet or bitter, it can possibly give.