“A rich poet from Harvard has no sense in his mind, except the aesthetic.”

I hang on to the statement of scientists that there is no time. Therefore, join me in telling everyone you are thirty-two. This allows me to go after young men and plan grabbing husbands from my girlfriends.

My life is full of mistakes. They’re like pebbles that make a good road.

The only works of art America has given are her plumbing and her bridges.

You see, I was never stage-struck the way most girls were.

Do be true to yourself, whether it’s bad doesn’t matter. The important thing – you have to copy while you’re studying.

I was in a convent for a year.

And then, of course, most potters, they go in for earth tones and subdued things, and I like color.

And I have exposed myself to art so that my work has something beyond just the usual potter.

There’s so much more to life than that, though I think that acting is fascinating because you can forget your own sorrow as you act and become somebody else.

The second time I was there I met Marcel Duchamp, and we immediately fell for each other. Which doesn’t mean a thing because I think anybody who met Marcel fell for him.

Hardships and handicaps can…stimulate our energy to survive them. You’ll find if you study the lives of people who’ve accomplished things, it’s often been done with the help of great willpower in overcoming this and that.

Certainly I was relatively a refined person. No way a tramp.

Celibacy is exhausting.

Choosing to live in the timeless, I am now at the easiest and happiest time of my life.

I happen to believe that there is an afterlife

But you can’t realize, you can’t know what another person goes through.