I fell through a crack for years. Historically, I am a nothing because I fit in no category. I can only be me.

I am isolated as an artist, not as a person.

I am happy for people to talk about my pictures, but I wish devoutly that I was not expected to talk about them myself.

I can only be who I am.

I know that I am intelligent, because I know that I know nothing.

As long as I am nothing but a ghost of the civil dead, I can do nothing.