But in action, one defies one’s character.

Art is the reordering of nature – the qualities of space and time – in new perceptual and material form.

I prefer to do repertoire that's new for everyone.

A radical is a prodigal son. For him, the world is a strange place whose contours have to be explored according to one's destiny. He may eventually return to the house of his elders, but the return is by choice, and not, as of those who stayed behind, of unblinking filial obedience.

Art is an end in itself; its values are intrinsic.

Art is the aesthetic ordering of experience to express meanings in symbolic terms.

Art is the reordering of nature - the qualities of space and time - in new perceptual and material form.

But in action, one defies one's character.

... Art is a soaring exercise of the human imagination.

One simply turns to the ideological vending machine, and out comes the prepared formulae.