When your past calls, don't answer. It has nothing new to say.
Painters understand nature and love it, and teach us to see.
Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
I use color in a completely arbitrary way in order to express myself powerfully.
I never get tired of the blue sky.
Your profession is not what brings home your weekly paycheck, your profession is what you're put here on earth to do, with such passion and such intensity that it becomes spiritual in calling.
At times it is not easy for me to take up living again.
Maybe there's a God above, As for me, all I've ever seemed to learn from love Is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you. Yeah but it's not a complaint that you hear tonight, It's not the laughter of someone who claims to have seen the light No it's a cold and it's a very lonely Hallelujah.
If everyone catches the cold virus it just. . . might make you fall into Onew Condition for a while!
I read a story about some old opera singer once, and when a guy asked her to marry him, she took him backstage after she had sung a real triumph, with all the people calling for her, asked, 'Do you think you could give me that?' That story hit me right, man. I know no guy ever made me feel as good as an audience. I'm really far into this now, really committed. Like, I don't think I'd go off the road for long now, for life with a guy no matter how good. Yeah, it's the truth. Scary thing to say though, isn't it?
What use are the best of arguments when they can be destroyed by force?