Mama was always saying I was a brain snob, that I didn't like people who didn't think. I didn't know if that was snobby. Who wanted to walk around explaining everything to people all the time?

I believe in one day and someday and this perfect moment called Now.

No matter how big you get, it's still okay to cry because everybody's got a right to their own tears.

Keep on doing what you're doing.

You can't always be pushing people away. Someday nobody'll come back.

There's me in every character I put on the pages.

I actually don't think of whiteness and heterosexuality as 'the norm'. Maybe there are people who still do but none of them are close friends of mine.