Artists are never complete people. But if it's art that completes them, then what is taken away?

Brent Berlin and Paul Kay in Basic Color Terms demonstrate exhaustively and empirically, the very simple thesis that anywhere in the world, as a language develops and acquires names for color, the colors always enter in the same order. The most primitive are black and white. Then red. Then either green or yellow.

The ears, which master the face of a dunce, are that part of the head which most publishes stupidity.

I hate injustice, I despise inequity, I condemn hypocrisy, I abhor the lack of reason.

Being natural is one of the most irritating poses I know in people.

There is a terrible blindness in the love that wants only to accommodate. It's not only to do with omissions and half-truths. It implants a lack of being in the speaker and robs the self of an identity without which it is impossible for one to grow close to another.

I kneel to my Lord because I am such a failure. I pray, I hope, I look to the Gospels.