Each of us has his own alphabet with which to create poetry.
No artist is normal. Who happen to be normal cannot be an artist.
To try to understand another human being, to grapple for his ultimate depths, that is the most dangerous of human endeavors.
Bleed me of art, and there won't be enough liquid left in me to spit! [Michelangelo Buonorotti]
What we know of others is our personal secret.
The brooding is better than the joy because even if the heart fills with happiness, it still mourns.