I'm heavily influenced by Edward Ardizzone, how he has people talking in little speech bubbles. I love those. And also Edward Gorey. Those are two of my favorite people.

In some ways I'm very structured.

I felt ten years old and a thousand years old, but I didn't know how to be my own age. I had never felt that way before, but now I feel like that a lot.

I love when I'm trying to do something I don't know how to do, and it kind of figures itself out along the way. And that means messing up a lot. That means throwing away a lot of drawings.

I generally have an idea where I want to go, but I don't know how I'm going to get there.

A long time ago, I had an idea to make a book for preschoolers who had older siblings who were going to school.

I had a general outline of subjects. The way I start my days is my husband brings me a thermos of coffee up to the bedroom.

I knew what infinity was. Being a previous art student, I knew about some art concepts.

Some of it just involved thinking about, for example, the different kinds of science, what chemistry is.

I [drinking coffee] for about an hour, I get dressed and go down in my studio, and that's a different kind of working.

In the bedroom time I have generated thoughts, and then in the studio I take those thoughts and try to shape them into something.

Time travel is complicated, or so we think, since we have not yet managed to actually figure out how to do it.

It's not a luxury if you can't do without it!

We definitely aren't very good at staying in one place. There's not a domesticated bone in my body.

Desire is the root of selfishness; clear your heart of desire and be selfless. Selflessness is the key to inner peace.

Despair makes us serve evil as much as good.

Nothing is more rewarding than to take a song, create it out of thin air and then watch it affect people.

Most people consider the course of events as natural and inevitable. They little know what radical changes are possible through prayer.

Astrology and all these mystical things are generally signs of a weak mind

Stupidity is nature's favorite resource for preserving consistency of opinion.

My wits begin to turn.