Growing up, the only class I didn’t doodle in was Art class, because there I’d get to spend the whole time drawing.

“I’m a student of life. My own. So I’m also my own teacher.”

“I’ve demanded of myself to be more demanding of others.”

“Love is like a rolling rock—with wheels. And legs, too! But no breaks or shoes …”

“In high school pottery class, I never made a whole vase. Instead I made fragmen…”