It Was As Dark As The Inside

Love Doesn't Grow On Trees Like Apples In Eden - It's Something You Have To Make. And You Must Use Your Imagination Too.

I Look Upon Life As A Gift From God. I Did Nothing To Earn It. Now That The Time Is Coming To Give It Back, I Have No Right To Complain.

It Is The Tragedy Of The World That No One Knows What He Doesn't Know - And The Less A Man Knows, The More Sure He Is That He Knows Everything.

For The Essential Thing About The Work Of Art Is That It Is Work, And Very Hard Work Too.

The Concept, The Label, Is Perpetually Hiding From Us All The Nature Of The Real.