The World Began In Hazard And Will

Whole Sight; Or All The Rest Is Desolation.

One Degrades Oneself Sometimes In The Effort Not To Be Lonely.

Art's Cruel. You Can Get Away With Murder With Words. But A Picture Is Like A Window Straight Through To Your Inmost Heart.

We All Want Things We Can't Have. Being A Decent Human Being Is Accepting That.

I Am Infinitely Strange To Myself.