The artist is not a special kind of man, but every man is a special kind of artist.

Myth embodies the nearest approach to absolute truth that can be stated in words.

From one point of view becoming is a humiliation, and from another a royal procession.

All that is best for us comes of itself into our hands-but if we strive to overtake it, it perpetually eludes us.

It is only when the maker of things is a maker of things by vocation, and not merely holding down a job, that the price of things is approximate to their real value. . . .

Man's activity consists in either a making or doing. Both of these aspects of the active life depend for their correction upon the contemplative life (that is, the Hero).

It is the natural instinct of a child to work from within outwards; "First I think, and then I draw my think." What wasted efforts we make to teach the child to stop thinking, and only to observe!

Becoming is not a contradiction of being but the epiphany of being.

We have come to think of art and work as incompatible, or at least independent categories and have for the first time in history created an industry without art.

Beauty is the attractive power of perfection.

Industry without art is brutality.

If you thought of it, don't be fooled into thinking it is a dumb Idea.

Being successful means good results for the national team at first in the regional competitions like the Asian Cup and keeping in mind to go for Gold at a World Cup in the future.

All the excitements of a prohibited book had their usual effect, one of which, as always, is to expose the fact that the censors don't know what they are talking about.

For some reason, I struggle seeing myself as a leading man.

My feeling was, you plant some seeds. If they grow, great; if they don't, you don't take it personally. Not my problem; I just kept planting. Just like a farmer.

I recall my fleeting instants in Savannah as the taste of a cup charged to the brim.

Faith is a reasoning trust, a trust which reckons thoughtfully and confidently upon the trustworthiness of God.

Did we risk our lives to defend a just society, where guilt must be proven and not assumed? Or are we no better than the oppressive kings from whom our fathers fled?

Light and the rational forms are locked in combat; light sets them into motion, bends what is straight, makes parallels oval, inscribes circles in the intervals, makes the intervals active.

To me, the kitchen is a place of adventure and entirely fun, not drudgery. I can't think of anything better to do with family and friends than to be together to create something.