Colour is, on the evidence of language alone, very bound up with the feelings.

I began to have an idea of my life, not as slow shaping of achievement to fit my preconceived purposes, but as the gradual discovery and growth of a purpose which I did not know.

There seemed to be endless obstacles - it seemed that the root cause of them all was fear.

I used to worry about what life was for - now being alive seems sufficient reason.

The aim of the painting is that the eye should find out what it likes.

Perhaps if one really knew when one was happy one would know the things that were necessary in one's life.

I came to the conclusion then that "continual mindfulness". . . must mean, not a sergeantmajor-like drilling of thoughts, but a continual readiness to accept whatever came.

I want to draw and study a few things closely by feeling, not thinking.

Love is not getting, but giving. It is sacrifice. And sacrifice is glorious!

Sometimes I find that in my happy moments I could not believe that I had ever been miserable.

That is the fear: I have lost something important, and I cannot find it, and I need it.

In the 21st century, it can't be about who we might make, and what they might do, anymore. It has to be about who we are and what we're going to do.

Trust God’s process and timing~ He’s got you covered!

...people who don't live at least a little bit in fear, have nothing left to live for.

Everyone needs love, never hurt a living thing [and] don’t worry about the choices you make because everything will be fun because life is a closet filled with pool toys.

Wisdom is immortal. She can wait forever, but you cannot.

Mr. Lincoln was not only a great President, but a great man - too great to be small in anything. In his company I was never in any way reminded of my humble origin, or of my unpopular color.

What kind of archaeologist carries a weapon?

Pleasure is the greatest incentive to evil.

Peaceful New Yorkers, pls refute the Ground Zero mosque plan if you believe catastrophic pain caused @ Twin Towers site is too raw, too real.