Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are.
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse.
I want to make beautiful things, even if nobody cares, as opposed to ugly things. That's my intent.
I've heard what people are saying, and it's a very weird thing. They're going into a realm where it's somethign that's almost ugly, rather than something that can be so beautiful.
It's the ugly things I notice more, because other people tend to ignore the ugly things.
I am a woman like any other and ugly things happen to me like any other women.
I love pretty things; and I hate to look in the glass and see something that isn't pretty. It makes me feel so sorrowful—just as I feel when I look at any ugly thing. I pity it because it isn't beautiful.
A lot of my work is intelligent, a lot of the work is beautiful, but I make ugly things, too.
