I have no home but me.

Love ... is the honoring of others in a way that grants them the grace of their own autonomy and allows mutual discovery.

I never decided at all to be an artist; being an artist seems to have happened to me.

The most demanding part of living a lifetime as an artist is the strict discipline of forcing oneself to work steadfastly along the nerve of one's own intimate sensitivity.

No one questions the fact that verbal language has to be learned, but the commonplaceness of visual experience betrays art; people tend to assume that, because they can see, they can see art.

Artists have no choice but to express their lives.

Art comes into the highest part of the mind, that with which we can know the presence of God.

I've struggled all my life to get maximum meaning in the simplest possible form.

the knowledge of personal failure ... is the invaluable predicate of all honest compassion.

I have slowly come to realize that a family is composed of people who are teaching one another.

There's a small still center into which conception can arrive. And when it arrives, you make it welcome with your experience.

How strange it is beholding this, and, very confident, proclaim that such magnificenceoccurred by accident.

Marriage to the groom does not means that his heart belongs to the bride.

What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.

For me, coming to work and laughing is so much more preferable than coming to work and having to cry over a corpse or something. That's a drag.

It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.

I see all sorts of things when I'm clearing my pipes.

I love you. You have no idea what you are worth to me.

I didn't really know what to expect from detention but when I waked into the room, the first thought I had was, I don't belong in here with these future criminals.

The joy of juxtaposition is endless.

I love Shakespeare. In Shakespeare, tragedy is not just something that's bad. It's something that could be good and is bad.