But the thing about proving things? Your jaggedness just goads you on – it makes you sharper and harder. It gives you swagger.

If there's a theme in my work, it's that I like to focus on smart people who are facing oppression and who are fighting back against it.

When you hold a graphic novel in your hands, you're holding artist blood made ink.

You can't use a drawing to prove a war crime. A drawing doesn't have that notion that it's proof of a reality. Because of that, you can do all sorts of interesting things in it.

Rejection is inevitable. Let it hit you hard for a moment, feel the hurt, and then move on.

I can't reasonably pretend to be a transparent and omniscient narrator who brings no personal perspective. That person doesn't exist.

Despite everything we know about photo manipulation, a photo is still considered an objective document.

Neutrality and boredom are the weapons of the state.

I came in as an established artist. People were hiring me for what I did and for who I was. I think that has given me a vast amount of leeway; I feel so lucky that I came in that way.

One thing about Guantánamo, beyond anything else, is the commitment against all odds to allow Americans to view themselves as the good guy, no matter what the situation is.

I absorbed the lie that any smart woman would use birth control and be responsible for her body. Obviously that's not true.

When you find a way to incorporate your goals and dreams with what you enjoy most, then you have found success!

You are always a gardener. What grow - and how it grows - is up to you.

I'm a guy. Unless the dirt attacks first, I leave it in peace.

We read to know we’re not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone.

Our identities are tremendously warped and distorted by yesterday's trauma and tomorrow's expectations.

You cannot compromise principles to achieve unity

To be kind to all, to like many and love a few, to be needed and wanted by those we love, is certainly the nearest we can come to happiness.

Show the World where you're from, show the World we are one.

The miserable's name is Man; he is agonizing in all climes, and he is groaning in all languages.

When self-important people and powerful institutions are governed by illusion, history has a way of biting back.