I'd like to think, if I was ever in a fight, I'd win, although I'd probably run in the opposite direction.
I have always striven to raise the voice of hope for a world where hate gives way to respect and oppression to liberation.
Must we be put to shame by much smaller and poorer countries, by Ireland, France, Austria or Sweden, who have understood that a nation's support of its arts is a matter of both national pride and cultural survival?
No doubt unity is something to be desired, to be striven for, but it cannot be willed into being by mere declarations.
Epistemology is the study of knowledge. By what conduit do we know what we know?
After the advent of the written word, the masses who could not - or were not permitted to - read, were given sermons by the few who could.
As an artist I have an even more abiding interest in the compact between the Arts and Government.
What worries me is that we want to close down our relationship to the world at large. In other words, people's instincts are overwhelmed by the amount of images, or they can't distinguish anymore between Rwanda or Bosnia or Somalia.
Artists must be men of wit, consciously or unconsciously philosophers; read, study and think a great deal of life.
Museums are tombs, and it looks like everything is turning into a museum.
Remember that pride is the worst viper that is in the heart, the greatest disturber of the soul's peace and sweet communion with Christ; it was the first sin that ever was, and lies lowest in the foundation of Satan's whole building, and is the most difficultly rooted out, and is the most hidden, secret and deceitful of all lusts, and often creeps in, insensibly, into the midst of religion and sometimes under the disguise of humility.