... An Artist Is A Person First.

In Our Time ... A Man Whose Enemies Are Faceless Bureaucrats Almost Never Wins. It Is Our Equivalent To The Anger Of The Gods In Ancient Times. But Those Gods You Must Understand Were Far More Imaginative Than Our Tiny Bureaucrats. They Spoke From Mountaintops Not From Tiny Airless Offices. They Rode Clouds. They Were Possessed Of Passion. They Had Voices And Names. Six Thousand Years Of Civilization Have Brought Us To This.

A Span Of Life Is Nothing. But The Man Who Lives That Span, He Is Something. He Can Fill That Tiny Span With Meaning, So Its Quality Is Immeasurable Though Its Quantity May Be Insignificant.

It's Always Easier To Learn Something Than To Use What You've Learned. . . . You're Alone When You're Learning. But You Always Use It On Other People. It's Different When There Are Other People Involved.

A Word Is Worth One Coin, Silence Is Worth Two

Two People Who Are True Friends Are Like Two Bodies With One Soul