I Wasn't Afraid To Be Laughed At

I've Gotten A Lot Of Livid Letters About The Awfulness Of My Work. I've Never Known What To Make Of It. Why Do People Bother To Write If They Hate What I Do?

He's Picked Clean! Eaten By Cats!

What Is An Idea Made Of? Of Future, Past And Also Meanwhile.

Always Watch The Hands. The Hands Will Tell You Everything You Need To Know.

There Was A Beautiful Time In The Beginning When I Just Did It And Didn't Analyze The Consequences, But I Think That Time Ends In Everyone's Work.