Power, wrongly used, defeats the oppressor as well as the oppressed.

As my early drawings warned me, where humans go, lions and tidal waves follow.

When I was a kid, I was surrounded by girls: older sisters, older girl cousins just down the street... except for an older boy named Vito who threw rocks. Each year I would wish for a baby brother. It never happened.

I cried because I had no shoes. Then I met a man who had no feet.

Getting a job scared her but she was determined not to shy away from risk. That's what life's all about. Climbing out onto the airplane wing and jumping off.

I try to find something that applies not to me only, but to others, but don't try to control it too much. Essentially it is about what moves us, teaches us about ourselves.

The greatest griefs are silent.