I write to prove that we lived. I write both to remember and to let go. I write because I can't stop, not until this horrible story of ours is over and we're safe at home.

We are not meant to spend the rest of our lives underground. We need to go home and tell a strange story that no one will believe.

How many hearts must you break in order to fix your own?

Man was the last of Creation but was given the duty to care for the Earth and all other created living creatures.

Excellence is the rocket that carries you to the stratosphere of success.

When you focus on the journey, you will be blessed with guardian angels to direct your path.

God gave us the gift of life it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well.

The same ideas, one must believe, recur in men's minds not once or twice but again and again.

I actually hate receiving gifts, it makes me very uncomfortable for some reason.

O painter, take care lest the greed for gain prove a stronger incentive than renown in art, for to gain this renown is a far greater thing than is the renown of riches.

I don't meditate. Silence is golden though.

Logic has made me hated in the world.