The artist like the God of the creation remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork invisible refined out of existence indifferent paring his fingernails.

People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.

Shut your eyes and see.

Absence, the highest form of presence.

Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.

Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.

The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.

I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.

All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.

...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...

Don't let one shade tears for u, wen they go from your life, u will be left with those tears in your eyes.

Photography is essentially a personal matter - a search for inner truth.

The doer and the thinker, no allowances for the other, as the failing light illuminates the mercenaries creed.

Rule of thumb: Eat for what you're going to be doing, and not for what you have done. Don't take in more than you're willing to burn off.

Simplified spelling is all right, but, like chastity, you can carry it too far.

He pulled away to say he's sorry, and she shook her head no, because even though she really want him to be sorry, she wanted to kiss him more.

Nothing can come into your experience unless you summon it through persistent thoughts.

Let him that hath done the good office conceal it; let him that received it disclose it.

The quality of mindfulness does not just know something is happening - e.g. there is an emotion, a sensation - but knows without clinging or condemning.