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

It was a secular cathedral, dedicated to the rites of travel.

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.

If you want to be successful in the gym, in the classroom, in college or when you get out and go into the world of work, that is going to be determined by how hard you are willing to work.

It was van Gogh's madness that prevented him from working; the paintings themselves are ineffably sane, if sanity is to be defined in terms of exact judgment of ends and means and the power of visual analysis.

Modernism is the protein of our cultural imagination.

Political stress is always apt to shrink the private arena and attach it on to the public