I make collages. I join the shattered world creating a new harmony.

Character is the architect of the being.

I see no reason why I should tickle stones or waste time on polishing bronze.

It gave me great pleasure to think that I could take wood, make it good, and make people like Rockefeller buy it with paper money.

I never for one minute questioned what I had to do. I did not think for one minute that I didn't have what I had. If just didn't dawn on me. And so if you know what you have, then you know that there's nobody on earth that can affect you.

I think that in the sexual act, as delightful as it can be, the very physical part of it is, yes, a hammering away. So it has a certain brutality.

I still want to do my work. I still want to do my livingness. And I have lived. I have been fulfilled. I recognized what I had, and I never sold it short. And I ain't through yet.