They see me as a symbol, and not a human being. That way they can kill me, say it’s not murder it’s a metaphor.

I knew naturally as a child not to forfeit my creativity to a world that's all laid out for me. I'll look at everything around me and vow to keep in mind that alla this is just someone's idea. It could have just as well been mine.

We negotiate with chaos for some sense of satisfaction.

The scary truth is, you have to scratch some veneer off to gauge where the moral fiber really is in certain pockets of society. It's raw. It's scary. But it gives us a place to work with.

I can't wait to get back to New York City where at least when I walk down the streat, no one ever hesitates to tell me exactly what they think of me.

Don't treat me like I am something that happened to you.

I am still praying for revolution.