We were unusually brought up; there was no gender differentiation. I was never thought of as any less than my brother.

Growing up, I thought I was white. It didn't occur to me I was Asian-American until I was studying abroad in Denmark and there was a little bit of prejudice.

Some artists want to confront. Some want to invoke thought. They're all necessary and they're all valid.

When I was very little, we would get letters from China, in Chinese, and they' be censored. We were a very insular little family.

No life's worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother.

I probably have fundamentally antisocial tendencies. I never took one extracurricular activity. I just failed utterly at that level. Part of me still rebels against that.