How Can This World, Which Is So

Curiously Enough, The Sublime Is Generally Achieved Through Want Of Proportion.

Painters Who Are Not Colorists Produce Illumination, Not Painting.

Always, At The Back Of Your Soul, There Is Something That Says To You, 'mortal, Drawn From Eternal Life For A Short Time, Think How Precious These Moments Are.

Do Not Be Troubled For A Language, Cultivate Your Soul And She Will Show Herself.

Criticism Is Like Many Other Things, It Drags Along After What Has Already Been Said And Doesn't Get Out Of Its Rut.