“When I was an artist, I used to walk around feeling sorry for myself, always. Looked at every loft, every apartment. Hated everyone I saw. Everyone. Hated you if you had a better apartment. Hated you if you had more hair. Everyone had it better than me. Oh, I was cynical. I knew why she was getting this and he was getting that. I was eaten alive by this envy. I became my own obstacle.”

– Jerry Saltz (Art Critic)