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The Earth Doesn't Have A Housekeeper To Do The Dusting. And The Dust That Falls On It Every Day Remains There. Everything That's Come Down To Us From The Past Has Been Conserved By Dust.

Can You Imagine Me Calling Myself "ruiz"? "pablo Ruiz"? "diego-josé Ruiz"? Or "juan-népomucène Ruiz"? I Was Given I Don't Know How Many Names.

Man Doesn't Change. He Keeps His Habits. Instinctively, All Those People Found The Same Corner For Their Kitchen. To Build A City, Don't Men Choose The Same Sites? Under Cities You Always Find Other Cities; Other Churches Under Churches, And Other Houses Under Houses.

We Artists Are Indestructible; Even In A Prison, Or In A Concentration Camp, I Would Be Almighty In My Own World Of Art, Even If I Had To Paint My Pictures With My Wet Tongue On The Dusty Floor Of My Cell.

When Art Critics Get Together They Talk About Form And Structure And Meaning. When Artists Get Together They Talk About Where You Can Buy Cheap Turpentine.