You live long enough in a world spinning on its axis, you learn to spin in the same direction.

If you knew that hope and despair were paths to the same destination, which would you choose?

To the artist, the Book of Genesis is an account of six days in which God suggested some really good ideas.

I’ve concluded, after many years, that my mind works by process of elimination. Problem is, it hasn’t eliminated anything yet.

Through the blackest night, morning gently tiptoes, feeling its way to dawn.

As to the Seven Deadly Sins, I deplore Pride, Wrath, Lust, Envy and Greed. Gluttony and Sloth I pretty much plan my day around.

Often, what seems an impossible climb is just a staircase without the steps drawn in.