One can speak poetry just by arranging colors well, just as one can say comforting things in music.

The sunflower is mine, in a way.

Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.

Your profession is not what brings home your weekly paycheck, your profession is what you're put here on earth to do, with such passion and such intensity that it becomes spiritual in calling.

If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.

Art is to console those who are broken by life.

How lovely yellow is! It stands for the sun.

I am seeking, I am striving, I am in it with all my heart.

If one truly loves nature one finds beauty everywhere.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

For great things do not done just happen by impulse but are a succession of small things linked together.

Denying emotion is not avoiding the high curbs, it's never taking your car out of the garage. It's safe in there, but you'll never go anywhere.

... because Mr. Applebaum, who is ostensibly teaching us precalculus but is mostly teaching me that pain and suffering must be endured stoically, says, "You feel what, Tiny?".

We are consciousness playing a game with itself to see how it feels.

There are two conversations going on at the same time: the story and a conversation about how the story is being told.

No more dreamin about the whole adult gig, We’re no longer burnin’ toward nothing, dude. Just well on our way on a mythical ship, which no longer touches Land. God Bless the Cap’n.

The true return to nature is the definitive return to the elements-death.

I can count on one hand the number of instrumental hits there have been over the last 10 years.

The winter prepares the earth for the spring, so do afflictions sanctified prepare the soul for glory.

Tomorrow is for losers and dreamers

I was basically adventurous, I think I wanted to try everything.