I Can Only Tell My Story, What

There's No Peace Like The Peace Of An Inner Courtyard On A Sunny Day.

Words Are Much Better At Relating Emotions And Thoughts.

People Always Seek To Compare. They Can Take The New, But Only If It Is Somehow Connected To The Familiar. We Need That In Our Lives, The Mix Of The New And The Old. But Of Course I'm Flattered About The Comparison With Old Man And The Sea. Hemingway Is A Great Writer.

In Art, Something Comes Of Nothing. Out Of The Thin Air And The Ether, You Create A Story. And That Is Intensely Satisfying.

Gloom Is But A Shadow Of A Cloud Passing By