Hope is a walk through a flowering meadow. One does not require that it lead anywhere.

The first assumption of an art critic is that the artist meant to paint something else.

In the end, who among us does not choose to be a little less right to be a little less lonely.

Just as important as having a list of priorities is every once in a while starting from the bottom.

Sometimes in life you have an appointment with destiny, and sometimes you just have to get destiny to squeeze you in.

What we have earned by the sweat of our brow, we defend with pride. What we have gained by the accident of birth, we guard with prejudice.

Looking back you realize that a very special person passed briefly through your life- and it was you. It is not too late to find that person again.