My personal motto has always been: Joy in spite of everything. Not just [mindless] joy, but joy in spite of everything. Recognizing the inequities and the suffering and the corruption and all that but refusing to let it rain on my parade. And I advocate this to other people.

You have to eat your technique. Digest it. It's in your blood, but you're not concerned with it anymore.

If it is committed in the name of God or country, there is no crime so heinous that the public will not forgive it.

Time passed. Art came off the walls and became rituals. Ritual became religion. Religion spawned science. Science led to big business. And big business, if it continues on its present, mindless trajectory, could land those lucky enough to survive its ultimate legacy back into caves again.

As any car freak will tell you, the old models are the most beautiful, even if they aren't the most efficient. People who sacrifice beauty for efficiency get what they deserve.

Once one pays some attention to something, then you begin to see evidence of it everywhere.

Usually, autobiography is such an indulgence of the ego.