A human being has so many skins inside covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things but we don't know ourselves! Why thirty or forty skins or hides as thick and hard as an ox's or bear's cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.

After 'Skins' I became mildly famous which was a bit of a disaster.

Until justice is blind to color until education is unaware of race until opportunity is unconcerned with the color of men's skins emancipation will be a proclamation but not a fact.

In an online community there's this kind of social economy between the community members. Some people have status because they make cool skins or that's a good website that's visited a lot but there's no real gameplay there.

We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins for life.