all that I know is that I believe in the sound of music and the running of a horse. all else is squabble.

I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.

what matters most is how well you walk through the fire

Those who preach god, need god Those who preach peace do not have peace Those who preach love do not have love

The Artist," an ancient sage had once said, "is always sitting on the doorsteps of the rich.

I was so thin I could slice bread with my shoulderblades, only I seldom had bread.

how can you be true and kind at the same time? how?