While art thrives on the blazing colours of scandal, literature blossoms on the dark soil of tragedy.
E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
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An acquaintance merely enjoys your company, a fair-weather companion flatters when all is well, a true friend has your best interests at heart and the pluck to tell you what you need to hear.
It is unfortunate that in most cases when the sins of the father fall on the son it is because unlike God, people refuse to forgive and forget and heap past wrongs upon innocent generations.
It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.
Evil influence is like a nicotine patch, you cannot help but absorb what sticks to you.
Love, like Fortune, favours the bold.
You know how creative people are, we have to try everything until we find our niche.
Weirdism is definitely the cornerstone of many an artist's career.
Make your lives a masterpiece, you only get one canvas.
I am an artist you know ... it is my right to be odd.
... how terrible is the pain of the mind and heart when the freedom of mankind is suppressed!
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