The Pleasure We Derive From

Perhaps It Is True That We Do Not Really Exist Until There Is Someone There To See Us Existing, We Cannot Properly Speak Until There Is Someone Who Can Understand What We Are Saying In Essence, We Are Not Wholly Alive Until We Are Loved.

Every Realistic Picture Represents A Choice As To Which Features Of Reality Should Be Given Prominence; No Painting Ever Captures The Whole.

We Keep A Special Place In Our Hearts For People Who Refuse To Be Impressed By Us.

What We Find Exotic Abroad May Be What We Hunger For In Vain At Home.

The Genius Of Religions Is That They Structure The Inner Life.