I love the way capitalism finds a place - even for its enemies.
Nobody knows what you feel inside unless you tell them.
If you don't own a train company then you go and paint on one instead... it all comes from that thing at school when you had to have name tags in the back of something... that makes it belong to you. You can own half the city by scribbling your name over it.
You're advised not to drink the replica Arab spring water.
The holy grail is to spend less time making the picture than it takes people to look at it.
Speak softly, but carry a big can of paint.