I always wanted to be an artist, whatever that was, like other chicks want to be stewardesses. I read. I painted. I thought.

All I can do is say I smell a rat. I don't know where it is or what kind of rat it is, but as an artist, I can express how. But I couldn't responsibly stand up and tell people which way to go, because then I'm just as guilty as the people who are telling everybody else what to do and where to go.

Choices always were a problem for you. What you need is someone strong to guide you. Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow, what you need is someone strong to use you - like me.

May your choices reflect your hopes, not your fears.

The artist sees what others only catch a glimpse of.

An artist's studio should be a small space because small rooms discipline the mind and large ones distract it.