In New York In 1915 I Bought

I Feel Shame, Not For The Wrong Things I Have Done, But For The Right Things That I Have Failed To Do.

Anything Is Art If An Artist Says It Is.

I Wanted To Kill Art For Myself.. ..a New Thought For That Object.

I Am Interested In Ideas, Not Merely In Visual Products.

All This Twaddle, The Existence Of God, Atheism, Determinism, Liberation, Societies, Death, Etc., Are Pieces Of A Chess Game Called Language, And They Are Amusing Only If One Does Not Preoccupy Oneself With 'winning Or Losing This Game Of Chess.