I have learned that what I have not drawn I have never really seen, and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing, I realize how extraordinary it is, sheer miracle.

When you’re late in a fairy tale, people wind up dead. And not true-love’s-kiss, glass-coffin-nap-time dead. Really dead, the kind of dead you don’t recover from.

I am trapped in glass and I want to break out and breath deep but I´m too afraid that it will hurt.

There's artists that I'm working with on a new label of mine. Foxy Nova and Supa Nova.

I love seeing people come out of darkness.

Curtesie on one side only lasts not long.

The big deal is we think the power is in us individuallythe power is in us collectively. It is in the church.

Prejudice squints when it looks and lies when it talks.

There is no such thing as an empty word, only one that is worn out yet remains full.

I don't consider myself enigmatic, but I don't spend a lot of time thinking about my public persona.

The poets who do this are uniquely conscious of this silence, this stillness.