I Am Also An Artist. I Have

One Has To Go Beyond The Mind To Experience The Spiritual Bliss Of Desirelessness.

God Has Come Again And Again In Various Forms, Has Spoken Again And Again In Different Words And Different Languages The Same One Truth - But How Many Are There That Live Up To It? Instead Of Making Truth The Vitalbreath Of His Life, Man Compromises By Making Over And Over Againa Mechanical Religion Of It - A Handy Staff To Lean On In Times Of Adversity, A Soothing Balm For His Conscience Or A Tradition To Be Followed.

Sometimes Our Weakness Is Considered Strength, And We Take Delight In Borrowed Greatness.

It's A Divine Art To Be Cheerful.

All That Lives Is Striving For Happiness; Yet A Thousand And One Pains And Fears Attend Upon Every Pleasure Which Man Seeks Through The Ignorance Of Exclusiveness.