What we seek in the end is not unconditional love but a love for which we, uniquely in all the world, meet all the conditions.

Now and then it's good to list all the things you regularly do for which there was once a good reason.

In the end, no thought is unthinkable, no problem unshrinkable, no two strangers unlinkable.

Dare to turn life on its end, and you may find that topsy-turvy is a truer perspective than turvy-topsy.

I cultivate my garden, and my garden cultivates me.

An art critic is someone who hopes to see his ideas translated to canvas without having to learn how to paint.

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.