Sebastian Horsley
Sebastian Horsley
Sebastian Horsleywas a London artist. Horsley's writing often revolved around his dysfunctional family, his drug addictions, sex, and his reliance on prostitutes...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionArtist
Date of Birth8 August 1962
connected cope death depths heights life reach theory
My theory is that the way you cope with the depths will ascertain the heights that you reach - they are intimately connected - and if you have a lust for life, you are also going to have a lust for death.
morning
I like to remind myself that every morning I'm making a choice to live.
allowed outrageous
Why shouldn't I be allowed to say stupid, outrageous things?
I do a lot of things for effect, which is not to say I am superficial, but that I know how to put ideas across.
The problem with compassion is that it is not photogenic.
far people shows
If someone thinks I'm posh, it just shows how lowly they are. Some people think I went to Eton. I'm far too stupid to get into Eton.
I regret everything. But so what? At least I have cause.
help
I don't talk, I quote. I can't help it. It's better to be quotable than honest.
character abyss
We build our character as a carapace to keep away the fear of the abyss. That's what our character is for.
growing-up interesting horrible
Getting old is horrible, but it is interesting . . . one of the things I've realized is that growing old is compulsory, but growing up is optional.
criticism dresses bombs
My only criticism about Quentin Crisp is that the subversive must be ready to subvert themselves. I may dress for myself, but I undress for everybody else, whereas he never did that - he was never prepared to drop a bomb on everything he did.
girl moss rich
I like fat girls. A woman can never be too poor or too fat. I'd take a poor fat girl over a rich thin girl like Kate Moss.
curves bentley bike
A woman is supposed to have curves like an old Bentley, not like some old bike.
heart ideas america
I don't really know what Americans are like. I've no idea. I know a few things about them. In my imagination, they have warm peachy hearts, whereas the English have horrible spiteful withered hearts - success in England inspires envy - in America, it inspires hope.