The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.
An artist is only a very small part of the universe and should receive no more attention than any other thing on earth which provides us with beauty, happiness and plenty
When trumpt sound today where wood you be! if you die today your JESUS has come! how could you give account of your life if JESUS meet you in your sinful life! repent now tomorrow might too late for you!
Artists can color the sky red because they know its blue.those of us who are not artists must color things the way they really are or people might think we are stupid.
