“I left this conversation hours ago, but somehow my mouth is still moving, words are still forming, and none have seemed to offend. Amazing, the mind. My mind, I mean. Not hers.”

“I stared at her - unable to accept that at one time I was growing inside her. I was once just a couple of cells. My father and my mother were naked something had to be satisfactory about it, becaus...”

“He loves to hide, but only if you take the time to find him. And while I suspect that's true for most people, only a retard or a kid would admit it.”

“Gilbert?"Some days I hate all those who know my name.”

“Who's calling?""Don't insult me like that," the voice says.I stop. Was I just insulting?”

“Wait a minute, I'm thinking, was this another one of those conversations where what is meant and what is being said are not the same thing?”

“To create art with all the passion in one's soul is to live art with all the beauty in one's heart.”

“art is risk made visible”

“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”