For yesterday and for all tomorrows, we dance the best we know
There are hurts so deep that one cannot reach them or heal them with words.
[My stories were] an excuse for making pictures.
... nothing ever dies that's worth remembering.
Kill the snake of doubt in your soul, crush the worms of fear in your heart and mountains will move out of your way.
Nothing fine and noble will ever perish from the earth as long as there are hearts to remember.