Art Is For Healing Ourselves,

Even Though I Know How Very Far Apart We Are, It Helps To Think We Might Be Wishing Underneath The Same Bright Star.

People Have Often Written About Me, That I Did This For This Reason And That For That Reason, And Theyre Usually 98 Percent Wrong.

Life's Full Of Loss, Who Knows The Cost, Living In The Memory Of The Love That Never Was.

Love Will Abide, Take Things In Stride.

Up Until About A Hundred Years Ago, The World Was Dark At Night. You Got To Have A Real Night So You Could Sleep.