Each day is a lifetime. In the morning we are born. The day lies before us: vast and bright and new.

God bless this tiny little boat, And me who travels in it. It stays afloat for years and years, And sinks within a minute. And so the soul in which we sail, Unknown by years of thinking, Is deeply felt and understood, The minute that it’s sinking.

I didn't mind my own company as a child; I was happy playing alone in the sandpit.

Easter is reflecting upon suffering for one thing, but it also reflects upon Jesus and his non-compliance in the face of great authority where he holds to his truth - so there's two stories there.

The most joyous painting is not done for the art world, it is done for the inner world.

Love a single an additional and you will be satisfied. It really is as easy and as challenging as that.

Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that