My first Macintosh was a 128k machine which I upgraded to 512k the minute it became possible.

You have to sniff out joy. Keep your nose to the joy trail.

Digital imaging allows both groups to rise above the limitations of mess and clutter and mechanics, and apply our talents to creating images limited only by our imaginations.

As a teenager I started painting and playing guitar.

Music has been my playmate, my lover, and my crying towel.

The key is in remaining just aloof enough from a painting so that you know when to stop.

The paintings are transferred from my computer to a disk, and I can hand it to the printer this way; or I can modem the painting to the printer over the phone lines from my house in Hawaii.

Some people say I was very brave, but I really just didn't know any better. All I had was my originality.

I work closely with the printer to get the final print the way I want it.

You have to leave room in life to dream.

Everybody's creative. We create our songs and our paintings, our families and our children. Every one of us is on the cutting edge of the future.

I've lived on my own since I was 18, and I really love living alone. That, to me, is just great.

The rainbow flag is a symbol of freedom and liberation that we made for ourselves.

Baby's fishing for a dream, fishing near and far. His line a silver moonbeam is, his bait a silver star.

When I lost my way, and When the road was too long, I was muttering to myself. Life is just that way.

It is not the writer's task to answer questions but to question answers. To be impertinent, insolent, and, if necessary, subversive.

Major cities are divided into two parts; the bits that are in the guidebook and the bits that aren't. If you don't take a guidebook, you'll see a different city.

If New Mexican voters believe the path to create American jobs is keeping taxes low, then they have an option. That's my campaign.

My cats are really sassy and sophisticated, but most importantly, they are picky.

A healthy and wholesome cheerfulness is not necessarily impossible to any occupation.

History is the in-rushing toward what the Buddhists call the realm of the densely packed, a transformational realm where the opposites are unified.