Two incomplete people can't complete one another. Complete yourself and then let someone else complement you.
Let me not fuss and fret at my incompetence but be still and know that Thou art God.
I sat staring, staring, staring - half lost, learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect.
I made myself into an envelope into which I could thrust my work deep, lick the flap, seal it from everybody.
The artist himself may not think he is religious, but if he is sincere his sincerity in itself is religion.
I was not ready for abstraction. I clung to earth and her dear shapes, her density, her herbage, her juice. I wanted her volume, and I wanted to hear her throb.
The house begins to be a home. The unfamiliar places are beginning to fold the familiar objects into their keeping and to cozy them down. Objects that swore at each other when the movers heaved them into the new rooms have subsided into corners and sit to lick their feet and wash their faces like cats accepting a new home.
Avoiding humiliation is the core of tragedy and comedy.
Have a sense of piety ever on your mind, and be ever mindful that this is subject to no change, but will last you as long as life and support you in death. Elevate your soul by prayer and by contemplation without mystical enthusiasm.
The second you stop questioning yourself is the second that you become the monster. -Merry
I want to know what they look like, their height, and colouring, physique and speech pattens.