Life is perhaps best regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings.

Man is born broken. He lives by mending. The Grace of God is glue.

God gave us mouths that close and ears that don't... that should tell us something.

We are where centuries only count as seconds, and after a thousand lives, our eyes begin to open.

There is no present or future-only the past, happening over and over again-now.

We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves.

Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.

We fought so long against small things that we became small ourselves.

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

The only living life is in the past and future - the present is an interlude - strange interlude in which we call on past and future to bear witness that we are living.

I will be an artist or nothing!

You can’t become who you’re supposed to be if you keep looking back on what might have been.” - Alexis

The glamour's off. Almost any question you ask can be answered. It's only the questions that you didn't know to ask that remain, dancing the can-can behind your back. The unknown unknowns.

Classical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature.

Would You Wear My Eyes?

If the terriers and bariffs are torn down, this economy will grow.

As long as I was alive, I was something. That was just how it was. But somewhere along the way it all changed. Living turned me into nothing.

I see for others... in order to put on canvas the sudden apparitions which come to me.

Stay diagnostic even as you take action.

Support bacteria - they're the only culture some people have.