Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.
You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.
Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.
What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.
