To call everything that appears illogical, fantasy, fairy tale, or chimera would be practically to admit not understanding nature.
Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.
If all life moves inevitably towards its end, then we must, during our own, colour it with our colours of love and hope.
Art must be an expression of love or it is nothing.
The fingers must be educated, the thumb is born knowing.
I am a child who is getting on.