Awards Don't Really Mean Much.

We Were Not Allowed To Say, Screw, But We Could Say, Hump The Hostess, Because Hump Is In Shakespeare.

Since The Time Of The Ancient Greeks A Democracy Has Depended On Its Philosophers And Creative Artists. It Can Only Flourish By Continuous Probing, Prodding, And Questioning Of The Social Conditions Under Which Man Exists And Tries To Better Himself. One Of The First Moves Of A Dictatorship Is To Stifle The Artists And Thinkers Who Have The Ability To Stir Up Dissent From Any Prescribed Dogma Which Might Enslave Them. Because The Artist Can Arouse The Curiosity And Conscience Of His Community, He Becomes A Threat To Those Who Have Taken Power.

The Knowledge That Every Day There Is Something More To Learn, Something Higher To Reach For, Something New To Make For Others, Makes Each Day Infinitely Precious

One Cannot Demand Of Art That It Pay You In Any Other Way Than In The Satisfaction Of The Work Itself.

Awards Don't Really Mean Much.