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I'm Gay. I Just Didn't Think It Was Anybody's Business.

You Can't Get Rid Of Evil. We Can't, And I Feel That So Intensely.

[drawing] And Making Things Was All We Ever Did. My Brother And I Built The Entire New York World's Fair Of 1939 In Miniature Out Of Wax. The Floor Of Our Room Was Covered With Little Waxen Buildings. Nobody Else Could Come In.

One Of The Beauties Of Being An Artist Is That You Can Create A Whole New World, With Circumstances That Are Better In Your Invented World Than They Are In The Real World.

I've Always Loved Pigs: The Shape Of Them, The Look Of Them, And The Fact That They Are So Intelligent.