A life lived in chaos is an impossibility.

Picasso says that an artists paints not to ask a question but because he has found something and he wants to share—he cannot help it—what he has found.

There was no light. The darkness was deep and there was no dazzle.

Everything we do, our entire interior monologue, is prayer.

Oh child, your language is so utterly simple and limited that it has the affect of extreme complication. -Aunt Beast

The deeper and richer a personality is, the more full it is of paradox and contradiction. It is only a shallow character who offers us no problems of contrast.

This wasn't the first time that I'd come close to death, but it was the first time I'd been involved in this part of it, this strange, terrible saying goodbye to someone you've loved.