I Remember Mother Saying :

A Work Of Art Is One Through Which The Consciousness Of The Artist Is Able To Give Its Emotions To Anyone Who Is Prepared To Receive Them.

Flight Is Intolerable Contradiction.

Beware Of Those Who Talk About Sacrifice.

I Am Working Out The Vocabulary Of My Silence.

Those Who Speak Of Our Culture As Dead Or Dying Have A Quarrel With Life, And I Think They Cannot Understand Its Terms, But Must Endlessly Repeat The Projection Of Their Own Desires.