“I want to be inside your darkest everything.”

They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn’t. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are a bourbon biscuit.

I hope the leaving is joyful; and I hope never to return.

Sexism and racism are parallel problems. You can compare them in some ways, but they’re not at all the same. But they’re both symptoms inside the white male power structure.

At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.

I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.

I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.

What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.

I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.

I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim.

I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of madness.

People in general are scared to death of the war and all the exhibition have been a failure, because the rich – don’t want to buy anything.

I think that little by little I’ll be able to solve my problems and survive.

I want a storm to come and flood us into a song that no one wrote.

Pain, pleasure and death are no more than a process for existence. The revolutionary struggle in this process is a doorway open to intelligence.

I am not sick. I am broken. But I am happy to be alive as long as I can paint.

Grieve not because thou understand-not life’s mystery; behind the veil is concealed many a delight.

I’m pretty excited for people to listen to the story of each song. It’s definitely like a giant book with different stories in it. They are all very child-like but also a balance between light and dark.

I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness.

Don’t depend too much on anyone in this world because even your own shadow leaves you when you are in darkness.

Don’t depend too much on anyone in this world because even your own shadow leaves you when you are in darkness.

Don’t depend too much on anyone in this world because even your own shadow leaves you when you are in darkness.

I’m a people’s person, believe it or not. I just have a dark side to me, which we all do.

So when that Angel of the darker Drink, at last shall find you by the river-brink, And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul forth to your Lips to quaff-you shall not shrink.