Guillaume Apollinaire

The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.

It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes.

One can't carry one's father's corpse about everywhere.

I don't know very many people in the art world, only socialise with the few I like, and have little time to gnaw my nails with anxiety about any criticism I hear about.

I wrote in the 'War of Art' that I could divide my life neatly into two parts: before turning pro and after. After is better.

It took me realizing that a broken heart has never actually killed anyone to find the courage to ask for what I want, in just about every situation. That was part of my own growing up.