We forgive when we give up attachment to our wounds.

Art does not organize parties, nor is it the servant or colleague of power. Rather, the work of art becomes a political force simply through the faithful representation of the spirit. It is a political act to create an image of the self or of the collective.

True citizens are not the audience of their government, nor its consumers; they are its makers.

We are only alive to the degree that we can let ourselves be moved.

We forgive when we give up attachment to our wounds.

I think of a myth as a story that helps you explain all the different pieces of your life. In that broad sense, there is no way to live without mythology.

When we are moved by art we are grateful that the artist lived, grateful that he labored in the service of his gifts.