There is virtue in virtuosity, especially today, when it protects us from the tedious spectacle of ineptitude.

It is an oldish question, but not perhaps a very interesting one, whether cooking is an art or not.

It is the nature of carnivores to get power and then, having disposed of their enemies, to deploy the emollient powers of Great Art to make themselves look like herbivores.

Art grows out of modes of perception that make you feel and think...that hooks on to something deep-running in our natures.

In the Somme valley, the back of language broke. It could no longer carry its former meanings. World War I changed the life of words and images in art, radically and forever. It brought our culture into the age of mass-produced, industrialized death. This, at first, was indescribable.

Why wait for a call when you have a command?

There's no geist like the Zeitgeist.