Matisse can make you hate your life for its comparatively insipid joys.

Everybody's got plants, but most are just growing weeds. The cultivated have greater gardens, finer and gaudier gardens.

Beauty makes us more like ourselves and more like each other.

Comic books, graphic novels, involve constant toggling and it's hard work. You get tired reading comic books, but you never get tired looking at pictures or reading words.

Your medium has to be alive to you, no matter what you do.

There's art that I would readily buy if I could afford it, and enjoy, but would never write about because it doesn't seem significant.

It's possible I am the only art critic that a lot of people read. And maybe Robert Hughes, if he's still writing.