All Roads Lead To The Earth; The

When I Encounter A Sunrise, A Painting, A Woman, Or An Idea That Makes My Heart Bound Like A Young Calf, Then I Know I Am Standing In Front Of Happiness.

A Person Needs A Little Madness, Or Else They Never Dare Cut The Rope And Be Free.

The More Devils We Have Within Us, The More Chance We Have To Form Angels.

God, What Is All This Talk Put Out By The Popes? Paradise Is Here, My Good Man. God, Give Me No Other Paradise!

We Have Our Brush And Colors - Paint Paradise And In We Go.