Art holds out the promise of inner wholeness.

You normally have to be bashed about a bit by life to see the point of daffodils, sunsets and uneventful nice days.

Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.

The challenge for a human now is to be more interesting to another than his or her smartphone.

There is no such thing as work-life balance. Everything worth fighting for unbalances your life.

Intimacy is the capacity to be rather weird with someone - and finding that that's ok with them.

Anyone who isn't embarrassed of who they were last year probably isn't learning enough.

Don't despair: despair suggests you are in total control and know what is coming. You don't - surrender to events with hope.

One of the better guarantors of ending up in a good relationship: an advanced capacity to be alone.

To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.

The only people we can think of as normal are those we don't yet know very well.

It's better to live as you will want to have lived, rather than spend your time worrying about the end. You are right here in your story. Don't skip ahead

In painting, three things must be considered - the position of the viewer, the position of the object viewed, and the position of the light that illuminates the object.

Forged in the fires of human passion, choking on the fumes of human rage, with these out hells and our heavens, so few inches apart, we must be awfully small, and not as strong as we think we are.

Every fact that is learned becomes a key to other facts.

I have been consistent by staying true to who I am and will continue to sing the type of songs that those who have continued to support my career expect from me.

She is angle. I am curve. Together, we are geometric sculpture, and we make perfect sense.

I just remembered that I'm absent minded... wait, I mean I lost my mind, I can't find it.

Putting on a beautifully designed suit elevates my spirit, extols my sense of self, and helps define me as a man to whom details matter.

For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.

Men never plan to be failures; they simply fail to plan to be successful