Anyway, what is the soul but a dream of itself?

Art destroys silence.

The work of Jana Harris is unique in American writing. She has always had a voice of true grit—sometimes harsh, sometimes funny, always close to the bone, tart, and indomitable.

Before Lind's experiments, scurvy was not clearly defined as a disease.The term was used as a catchphrase to include all manner of nautical ailments.

In the external reality, an action is required for the manifestation, but in the internal reality, all you need is your presence. Just with the inner presence, things begin to unfold.

Look for Me. Long for Me. Experience unbroken companionship with Me.

Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?

I don't very much enjoy looking at paintings in general. I know too much about them. I take them apart.

Thy modesty 's a candle to thy merit.

My desire was never to be famous. It was to try and create something interesting musically if I could.

I let the evening unfold. I'm the sort of guy who likes to sit in the chair and look at the wine glass.

To give birth is a fearsome thing; there is no hating the child one has borne even when injured by it.

We need a much deeper understanding of exactly what it is our industrial society, in its present creation, is jeopardizing. We need a more profound perception of what is at stake.