Beautiful things should belong to beautiful souls.

This pause in time, within time ... When did I first experience the exquisite sense of surrender that is only possible with another person? The peace of mind one experiences on one's own, one's certainty of self in the serenity of solitude, are nothing in comparison to the release and openness and fluency one shares with another, in close companionship.

We never look beyond our assumptions and what's worse, we have given up trying to meet others; we just meet ourselves.

Talent consists not in inventing shapes but in causing those that were invisible to emerge.

Because beauty consists of its own passing, just as we reach for it. It's the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their beauty and their death.

Don't worry Renee, I won't commit suicide and I won't burn a thing. Because from now on, for you, I'll be searching for those moments of always within never. Beauty, in this world.

As always, I am saved by the inability of living creatures to believe anything that might cause the walls of their little mental assumptions to crumble.