We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

I never eat meat as I think it is wrong to deprive animals of their life when they are so difficult to chew anyway.

The task of the right eye is to peer into the telescope, while the left eye peers into the microscope.

Art is a magic which makes the hours melt away and even days dissolve into seconds

I often feel I am being burned at the stake just because I have always refused to give up that wonderful strange power I have inside me that becomes manifested when I am in harmonious communication with some other inspired being.

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if I won a helicopter in a crossword puzzle competition? There is not much hope though I am afraid, as they never give such practical prizes.