What Is Love? The Need

Today I Had A Strange Warning. I Felt The Wind Of Insanity Brush My Mind.

One Must Work, If Not From Inclination, At Least Out Of Despair — Since It Proves, On Close Examination, That Work Is Less Boring Than Amusing Oneself.

Nothing In A Portrait Is A Matter Of Indifference. Gesture, Grimace, Clothing, Decor Even - All Must Combine To Realize A Character.

Blessed Art Thou, Lord, Who Giveth Suffering As A Divine Remedy For Our Impurities.

We Are All Born Marked For Evil.