When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.
We must ask nothing of artists but to be of their own time.
A house is not a machine to live in. It is the shell of man, his extension, his release, his spiritual emanation.
To create, one must first question everything.
The future projects light, the past only clouds
New Zealand is not used to wealth. In America wealth is kind of a thing of pride. Here it's the opposite. The more you've got, the bigger the target you are.
It is in the middle that human choices are made; the beginning and the end remain with God. The decrees of God are birth and death, and in between those limits man makes his own distress or joy.
I myself do not believe in explaining anything.
I would love to re-visit Darla. I miss her. I really do.