Woman with a hat, Henri Matisse, oil on canvas, 1905, Fauvism

London Bridge, André Derain, oil on canvas, 1906, Fauvism.

Improvisation 28, Vassily Kandinsky, 1912, Expressionism

Large Blue Horses, Franz Marc, 1911, Expressionism

"Street, Dresden", Ernst Kirchner, 1908, Expressionism

Les Demoiselles d'Avignon, Pablo Picasso, 1907, Cubism

Guernica, Pablo Picasso, 1937, Cubism

Unique forms of continuity in space, Umberto Boccioni, 1913, Futurism

Fountain, Marcel Duchamp, 1917, Dada

Nude descending a staircase, Marcel Duchamp, 1912, the Armory Show (cubist and/or futurist)

The Steerage, Alfred Stieglitz, photograph, 1907, Photo-Secession

Light Iris, Georgia O'Keeffe, 1924, Precisionism

Melancholy and Mystery of a Street, Giorgio DeChirico, 1914, Metaphysical Painting

The Persistence of Memory, Salvador Dali, 1931, Surrealism

Dutch Interior I, Joan Miró, 1928, Surrealism

Object, Meret Oppenheim, fur covered cup, 1936, Surrealism

The Two Fridas, Frida Kahlo, 1939, Surrealism

Suprematist Composition: Airplane Flying, Kazimir Malevich, 1915, Suprematism

Monument to the Third International, Vladimir Tatlin, wood/iron/glass model, 1919-1920, Constructivism

Composition in Black and White and Red, Piet Mondrian, 1936, DeStijl

Schröder House, Gerrit Rietveld, 1924, Utrecht Netherlands, DeStijl

The Bauhaus, Walter Gropius, 1925-1926, the Bauhaus

Villa Savoye, Le Corbusier, 1929, International Style

The Robie House, Frank Lloyd Wright, 1907-1909, Prairie Style

Kaufmann House "Falling Water", Frank Lloyd Wright, 1936-1939, Wright's later work

The Chrysler Buildings, William Van Alen, 1928-1930, Art Deco

Bird in Space, Constantin Brancusi, 1928, Organic Art

Reclining Figure, Henry Moore, 1947, Organic Art

Migrant Mother, Dorothea Lange, 1935, Depression Era Art

Nighthawks, Edward Hopper, 1942, Depression Era Art

Migration of the Negro #58, Jacob Lawrence, tempera on masonite, 1940-41, Depression Era Art

American Gothic, Grant Wood, oil on beaverboard, 1930, Depression Era Art

Detroit Industry, Diego Rivera, fresco, 1932-33, Mexican Muralism

I don't force myself to exercise; I find going to gyms really boring. I find it easier to go for a fast walk or a jog in Central Park. I wear sensible shoes because my ballet dancing left me with a bunion on one foot after all the pointe exercises.

What I would say to young entrepreneurs is there's so many moments in your life where you have these dreams, and people are trying to protect you, and they say, perhaps, friends, family, parents sometimes, they don't agree with it, they think, 'This is just too high of a hurdle.' And I don't agree with that.

I believe that all of us are born heterosexual, physically created with a plumbing that's heterosexual, and created with the instincts and desires that are basically, fundamentally, heterosexual.

I hope I'm still shooting when I'm 80.

Solar is cost effective right now. When you consider the cost to our health from air pollution, solar is just as competitive as any other energy source.

You think in a different way when you don't have any money. The joy of poverty is that you use your imagination to come up with stuff.

We used to call it recurrent airplay when someone had a hit.

I don't consider Americans bullies, but I do consider the American government bullying.

No one knows who the real me is, so I can be a hundred different kinds of me.

Aside from the poor example it sets, the federal government enables reckless spending on public-employee pensions by offering hope of assistance from Washington if things get bad enough.

For an impression, I just find that I can do a lot of the people I love without much research, because I've already watched hours and hours of them on video and it seeped into my brain while I wasn't thinking about it.

One of the things I like best about Netflix is that they make projects like 'Beasts of No Nation.' It's a film about a reality in an African country where kids were being used to be soldiers in a war. And it made so much sense to me as a citizen of the world.

I don't think there's such a thing as autobiographical fiction. If I say it happened, it happened, even if only in my mind.

My father believed in astrology. His astrologer had predicted that his daughter would become a writer someday. My father would nag me, but I didn't write a word till he passed away. I wish he could see me now.

There's a lot of people on the way up who want to take my place, so it's up to me to continue to improve.

Dreaming great dreams.