“Although you might have to creep about at night and lie to your mum it’s actually one of the more honest art forms available. There is no elitism or hype, it exhibits on the best walls a town has to offer and nobody is put off by the price of admission.”

I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.

I don’t know why people are so keen to put the details of their private life in public; they forget that invisibility is a superpower.

The bad artists imitate, the great artists steal.

I like to think I have the guts to stand up anonymously in a western democracy and call for things no-one else believes in – like peace and justice and freedom.

Nobody ever listened to me until they didn’t know who I was

There’s nothing more dangerous than someone who wants to make the world a better place.

Nothing in the world is more common than unsuccessful people with talent, leave the house before you find something worth staying in for.

I just wanna make the world a better-looking place. If you don’t like it, you can paint over it!

I know street art can feel increasingly like the marketing wing of an art career, so I wanted to make some art without the price tag attached. There’s no gallery show or book or film. It’s pointless. Which hopefully means something.

Graffiti is one of the few tools you have if you have almost nothing.

Fight the fighters, not their wars.

I tell myself I use art to promote dissent, but maybe I am just using dissent to promote my art. I plead not guilty to selling out. But I plead it from a bigger house than I used to live in.

You can win the rat race but you’re still a rat.

I don’t believe in anything. I’m just here for the violence.

I wanted to highlight the destruction in Gaza by posting photos on my website – but on the internet, people only look at pictures of kittens.

If it doesn’t matter, get rid of it. If you can’t get rid of it, it matters.