All My Life I've Been Hiding.

Lovers Are Not Snails; They Don't Have To Protrude From Their Shells And Meet Each Other Halfway. Meet Me Within Your Own Self.

The Principles Of True Art Is Not To Portray, But To Evoke.

- Growth Has Its Season. There Are Spring And Summer, But There Are Also Fall And Winter. And Then Spring And Summer Again. As Long As The Roots Are Not Severed, All Is Well And All Be Well.

Physical Comfort Has Nothing To Do With Any Other Comfort.

I Am Curious About Grownups, Not Children.