Artists are expected to talk about their work but writers aren't expected to talk about their writing.

You could say that clinical depression is an incapacity to aesthetic response. It's like there's a constant agreement within ourselves, a kind of mutual understanding between ourselves and the world.

There's art that I would readily buy if I could afford it, and enjoy, but would never write about because it doesn't seem significant.

Comic books, graphic novels, involve constant toggling and it's hard work. You get tired reading comic books, but you never get tired looking at pictures or reading words.

Black and white can show how something is. Color adds how it is, imbued with temperatures and humidities of experience.

I find that the mask of the critic is to have distance.

Beauty makes us more like ourselves and more like each other.