When I paint, mysterious things happen. What starts with a void ends with a dialogue.
I doubt not then but innocence shall makeFalse accusation blush, and tyrannyTremble at patience.
The Eyes are the window to your soul
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.
There are three people in yourself - who people think you are, who you think you are, and who you really are.
New friends may be poems but old friends are alphabets. Don't forget the alphabets because you will need them to read the poems.
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?
Not one of the first six [U. S. ] presidents was an orthodox Christian. Most of the founders were Deists, who "doubted that Christ was a god" and equated God with "the power behind nature, as discerned by science. "
I'm a reasonable guy, but I've just experienced some very unreasonable things.
You never write down to the people - you write the best you can with the hope that someone else will feel the same way.
Self-help books for those who believe 'You can have it all' often advise, 'Follow your bliss and money will follow. ' With the collapse of the stock markets the reality of trade-offs is more like, 'When you follow your bliss, it's money you'll miss. '