Abstract art is a fundamental distrust of the theory of reality concocted by the eyes.

For some it is love undeniably. For others it is making it work, never actually knowing what it is.

Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.

There is a tendency to see divine intervention in things that happen in the normal course of miracles.

A good marriage is each for the other and two against the world.

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

Hamlet at 70: "To sleep, perchance to dream. To awaken, perchance to go to the bathroom."