He and Richard had met on the strand at Philorth and like the sand under their feet, all the muddled solicitude which had prompted that journey had in five minutes dispersed through their fingers.

But over a period of time It&#39;s the melodic things that are in my head all day.

A principle is the expression of perfection, and as imperfect beings like us cannot practise perfection, we devise every moment limits of its compromise in practice.

I love the gallery, the arena of representation. It&#39;s a commercial world, and morality is based generally around economics, and that&#39;s taking place in the art gallery.

Written By Jeff Koons

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