I Always Believed That Style Was More

I Pass For A Hypersensitive, Reclusive Neurotic, Which I May Well Be, But I Hope The Year Won't Come When My Anxieties And Fatigue Will Destroy My Love Of This Life, Of All The Things That Inspire Me--a Line Of Music, A Face In A Vermeer Portrait, A Character In An Opera, Or A Model Born In Harlem.

I Don't Really Like Knees.

Anyone Who Reaches For Great Expression Has To Be Careful Of The Ridiculous.

I Prefer To Shock Rather Than To Bore Through Repetition.

I Like To Watch The Way A Model Moves In My Clothes, The Way She Gives Them Life, Or If They Are Wrong, Stillborn, The Way Her Life Rejects Them.