Poetry, and the principle of Self, of which money is the visible incarnation, are the God and the Mammon of the world.
At times it is not easy for me to take up living again.
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.
Great things do not just happen by impulse, but as a succession of small things linked together.
He who knows his soul knows this truth: " I am beyond everything finite; I I now see that the Spirit, alone in a space with Its ever-new joy, has expressed Itself as the vast body of nature. I am the stars, I am the waves, I am the Life of all, I am the laughter within all hearts, I am the smile on the faces of the flowers and in each soul. I am the Wisdom and Power that sustain all creation. "
Happiness is allowing yourself to be okay with what is, rather than wishing for, and bemoaning, what is not. Obviously, what is is what is supposed to be, or it would not be. The rest is just you, arguing with life.
Rain knows the earth and loves it well, for rain is the passion of the earth.
Full oft we see Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.