“The blood of my motherland waters a magic plant that cures all ills. That plant is art, and sometimes art needs corruption as a kind of fertilizer”
“Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle in my corrupted blood.”
“And so it has taken me all of sixty years to understand that water is the finest drink, and bread the most delicious food. and that art is worthless unless it plants a measure of splendor in people's hearts.”
“gurl,if you were a flower I will plant you in heart,watering you with my blood and cover you with my body.”
“...the art of Europe is drowned in the centuries in the war-scarred face of a motherland..”
“An artist cannot speak about his art anymore than a plant can discuss horticulture.”