Nanak dukhiya sab sansar.

It is so easy to dream but so hard to forget them.

Mother is fading for him, her face receding into shadows, her memory diminishing with each passing day, leaking like sand from a fist.

We live for games like these.

I'm not posh or common, I'm in between.

Painting does not come from intelligence so much, as from sight and feeling and invention.

The death penalty doesn't need your assent to continue ... it needs your indifference.

They say I drink too much... The only problem that I have is that I THINK TOO MUCH!

If you concern yourself with remaining relevant, you'll probably disappear into oblivion.

They urged me to take up winter quarters at the forks of the Platt, stating that if I attempted to advance further until spring, I would endanger the lives of my whole party.

Mandy because that was the most meaningful relationship.