It was the eyes. The secret of love was in the eyes. The way one person looked at another, the way eyes communicated and spoke when the lips never moved.

I believe in God... but I don't believe in religion. Religion is used to manipulate and punish. Used in a thousand ways for profit for even in the church, money is still the 'real' God.

love, is an unnatural attachment to another living thing. it's the root cause of most personal problems people have.

The creative genius begins in the idle moment, dreaming up the impossible, and later making it come true.

Little rabbits have big ears.

Only someone who had cried a great deal understands why someone else wants to stop the tears.

You can trust a few some of the time, and most none of the time. Feel lucky if you have even one to trust all of the time.

There is no hate such as that born out of love betrayed- and my brain screamed out for revenge.

Dreams, I thought. They're the riches of a poor person, stashed in treasure chests buried deeply in the imagination. But are dreams enough?

Angel, saint, Devil's spawn, good or evil, you've got me pinned to the wall and labeled as yours until the day I die. And if you die first, then it won't be long before I follow.

What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different.

I earned my place, With the tidal waves.I can't escape this feeling, That something ain't right.I called my nameAs I crashed the gates, Still I can't escape this feelingThat something ain't right.

The most exciting thing in England is a pigeon or foxes, which isn't very interesting to watch because everyone knows what they do. But I've taken pictures of them. Just for practice.

I'm not a fundamentalist, though I'm fundamental in all of my doctrine.

My heart/ is whatever temperature a heart is/ in a man who doesn't believe in heaven.

I need very little reality.

I think the music is relevant and if people are into the music, they're going to be into it regardless of when it comes from.

I often use an old canvas and I particularly enjoy painting over something I've already done, allowing bits to come jumping through accidentally.

As an artist, you are aware there is this strange money market out there, but you have no sense of how it works.

Now that rates are moving up, we're seeing more aggressive offerings from banks.

All His glory and beauty come from within, and there He delights to dwell, His visits there are frequent, His conversation sweet, His comforts refreshing; and His peace passing all understanding.