[My stories were] an excuse for making pictures. |
For yesterday and for all tomorrows, we dance the best we know |
I make money using my brains and lose money listening to my heart. But in the long run my books balance pretty well. |
Kill the snake of doubt in your soul, crush the worms of fear in your heart and mountains will move out of your way. |
There are hurts so deep that one cannot reach them or heal them with words. |