I've found that limitations can be an artist's best friend sometimes.

The noise around us determines how we speak. And how we listen. Just as a conversation suffers in a war zone, art suffers in a culture built on noise. So does our enjoyment of it.

If anyone should have a reason to not be afraid, to move beyond the expectations of culture, that is kind of the whole message of Christianity.

The danger of art created to rise above the noise is that it may end up being noise itself.

Pain is as common as skin, we all experience it. It unites us all. Fortunately, that's not the whole story.

When I think of Spirit, I think of that mysterious force that pulls us into being, into becoming, into love. That can get political rather quickly.

I think everybody is different. We are trying to be ourselves, and other people are trying to be themselves. We all share commonalities with each other, but all of us have different thumbprints. We all have our own unique things.