«One day Jo Davidson handed me a large check. “I thought you might need it,” he said. I needed it badly, and having some promising prospects of repaying it, I accepted it. We had a couple of cocktails and Jo said: “In my struggling days in Paris a rich friend financed me once for a year. A long time afterward, when I had plenty of money, I invited him to Ciro’s and we had lunch together. He brought up the question of the debt. I said, ‘No sir. I have no intention of paying you back. I have passed on many times that amount to struggling youngsters. Loans to young artists should not be repaid. They should be passed on.’ He paused a moment and looked at me. “Orrick, you can do the same with this money”».
