“I’ve never met a person I’ve couldn’t call a beauty.”

An artist is somebody who produces things that people don’t need to have.

There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it

I have Social Disease. I have to go out every night. If I stay home one night I start spreading rumors to my dogs.

In the future, everybody will be world famous for fifteen minutes.

A friend of mine always says, ‘Women love me for the man I’m not.’

You have to be willing to get happy about nothing.

I always think I don’t do the first one good, so I try to do it more.

I smoke pot because I want to go to heaven before I die.

Why do people think artists are special? It’s just another job.

People are always so boring when they band together. You have to be alone to develop all the idiosyncrasies that make a person interesting.

The nicer I am, the more people think I’m lying.

The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet.

People should fall in love with their eyes closed.

The reason I’m painting this way is that I want to be a machine, and I feel that whatever I do and do machine-like is what I want to do.

I wonder if it’s possible to have a love affair that lasts forever.

Success is when the checks don’t bounce.

Drink in the beauty and wonder at the meaning of what you see.

He’s a leader and is offering lessons in beautiful football. He has something different to any other player in the world.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

I imagine myself cold as ice falling into your open arms. Everyone says it’s beautiful where I am but I’d rather be where you are.

A child’s world is fresh and new and beautiful, full of wonder and excitement. It is our misfortune that for most of us that clear-eyed vision, that true instinct for what is beautiful, is dimmed and even lost before we reach adulthood.

I want you to know, that you deserve the best. You’re beautiful.

Desperate for answers, I go searching in the stars. I ask them: on a scale of one to catastrophe, how beautiful would they say we are?

Sometimes, a defeat can be more beautiful and satisfying than certain victories. The English have a point in insisting that it matters not who won or lost, but how you played the game.