The primary benefit of practicing any art, whether well or badly, is that it enables one's soul to grow.

One of the main effects of war, after all, is that people are discouraged from being characters.

I'm a painter in my dreams, you know.

Some jerk infected the Internet with an outright lie. It shows how easy it is to do and how credulous people are.

Everything is nothing, with a twist.

You become who you pretend to be.

Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on petroleum.