The breeze of grace is always blowing on you. You have to open the sails and your boat will move forward.
Everybody is always satisfied with what I do.
I try not to manipulate reality. . . What will happen, will happen. Let things be themselves.
I liked the idea of the words floating in space and the space behind it moving all the time, ever changing.
I know where the mistakes are. Nothing is perfect and I understand that.
The words represent ideas first of all. That is something you have to understand. I mean, it is not just an object, but it is an object with a history and it is loaded with all kinds of implications and ideas. They exist in the world in a very special way. So they kind of represent some aspect of the world that we perceive, as do photographs, as do drawings of trees or whatever. And they are not a one to one. They are not the world, but they kind of refer to the world and they also exist in the world.
I like the work hanging free in the frame. I don't like too much frame around it but I like a little breathing space around the piece.
When one has once accepted and absorbed Evil, it no longer demands to be believed.
The bluegrass community. . . can be very strict. I didn't know if I'd be welcomed into the bluegrass community or not, but I think they judge you very fairly. . . I felt really welcome.
There is great incongruity in this idea of monuments, since those to whom they are usually dedicated need no such recognition to embalm their memory; and any man who does, is not worthy of one.
Believing you are worthy of love means that you believe I deserve to be treated well - with respect and dignity. I deserve to be cherished and adored by someone. I am worthy of an intimate and fulfilling relationship. I won't settle for less than I deserve. I will do whatever it takes to create that for myself.