He Who Has Not Looked On Sorrow

Friendship With The Ignorant Is As Foolish As Arguing With A Drunkard.

The Thirst Of Soul Is Sweeter Than The Wine Of Material Things, And The Fear Of Spirit Is Dearer Than The Security Of The Body.

Darkness Is Dawn Not Yet Born.

I Sit Between My Brother The Mountain And My Sister The Sea. We Three Are One In Loneliness, And The Love That Binds Us Together Is Deep And Strong And Strange.

Art Arises When The Secret Vision Of The Artist And The Manifestation Of Nature Agree To Find New Shapes.