Books, Cats, Life Is Good.

There Was A Young Lady Named Mae Who Smoked Without Stopping All Day; As Pack Followed Pack, Her Lungs First Turned Black, And Eventually Rotted Away.

I Am A Person Before I Am Anything Else. I Never Say I Am A Writer. I Never Say I Am An Artist...i Am A Person Who Does Those Things.

The Helpful Thought For Which You Look Is Written Somewhere In A Book.

I Feel That I Am Doing The Minimum Amount Of Damage To Other Possibilities That May Take Place In A Reader's Head.

If Something Doesn't Creep Into A Drawing That You're Not Prepared For, You Might As Well Not Have Drawn It.