Sometimes I'm inspired by the material and sometimes there's an idea that speaks to a material.

I think there's an interesting line drawn towards extreme environments, and the way I define extreme is through a sense of otherness. Or foreignness.

The way that I Am is designed, it becomes a kind of archipelago, which the Bahamas are.

Poetry makes sense of the parts of human experience that are confusing and not decodable in any other way. It makes accessible the inaccessible.

There's always a moment that tilts the scales of the project, and it's always different in every project.

I was born in a small clapboard house on an island, but I also have certain privileges that I didn't have when I was on the island. So that dichotomy again is actually really crucial.

I think it's every artist's nature to want to escape. It's also human nature in a way, depending on your personality, to want to get away from it all.

The idea of being in the desert is fundamental, but it's totally relative, and it's about that membrane: the way that one defines self versus the environment.

I think being an artist and taking on those challenges is just how it is for me. Because I was always a foreigner, I was always the outsider.

I think if art has one underlying value, it's that.

There is something remarkable about each one of us. Seize the opportunity to look within and rediscover yourself.

It may be better to live under robber barons than omnipotent moral busybodies.

Flowers wither away when put through harsh conditions. Humans, on the other hand, have a choice. A choice to wither away or blossom.

The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself.

The future bears down upon each one of us with all the hazards of the unknown. The only way out is through.

Not he who has little but he who wishes more is poor.

I've always like the time before dawn because there's no one around to remind me who I'm supposed to be, so it's easier to remember who I am.

To him who looks at the world rationally the world looks rationally back.

Persecution, in short, is like the goldsmith's stamp on real silver and gold - it is one of the marks of a converted man.

No matter how long a log stays in the water, it doesn't become a crocodile.