I Had A Brother Who Was My

It's Only Adults Who Read The Top Layers Most Of The Time. I Think Children Read The Internal Meanings Of Everything.

I Wanted To Be Acknowledged As An Artist, Not Just Some Kiddie-book Artist.

I Feel It In Me Like A Woman Having A Baby, All That Life Churning Inside Me. I Feel It Every Day; It Moves, Stretches, Yawns. It's Getting Ready To Be Born. It Knows Exactly What It Is.

We're Animals. We're Violent.

There Should Be A Place Where Only The Things You Want To Happen, Happen.