“It's too warm for red wine; now I mix gin and tonics instead. I find they make the ordinary sensation of living… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“After college, I started working in the gallery and found myself surrounded by a whole new set of people who had not… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I look at the cake in my mother's arms and think: here stands the only person in the whole world who'd go… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“But nowadays I feel guilty that I am granted the immunity of the artistically gifted, having never actually achieved anything to prove… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I know with unqualified certainty that I want to die. But I also know with equivalent certainty that I won't do anything… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“My only chance is to pretend it's a day like any other; to keep the despair only as great as on all… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“There's a table with some catalogues and a guest book in the corner; there are artworks. Today, I need so badly to… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I love that an idea can be so powerful it doesn't matter whether I've seen the artwork for real or not.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“At first I wonder if they are brothers; now I remember to wonder if they are robbers or rapists or murderers who've… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I've always longed to have a patch of personal wilderness. Of waist-high grass entwined with wildflowers through which I can prance; within… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I remember the book I was reading. Hour of the Star by Clarice Lispector. I remember because there were so many things… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I lie down and think about how this whole long, strange summer ought to end in a substantial event. But, probably, won't.… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“What bothered me was all of the time he wasted by drumming, and all the time I wasted by listening to him… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“The worse things get, the more onerous they are to put right again. But this applies to every aspect of life.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I can't remember the name of the piece, or the artist. Maybe it wasn't even an artwork. Why must I automatically assume… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
