And What Is The Potential Man, After

Everything Hinges On How You Look At Things

The Light Of Greece Opened My Eyes, Penetrated My Pores, Expanded My Whole Being.

It's The Pleasure Of Picking Up The Brush And Seeing What Happens.

If We Are Always Arriving And Departing, It Is Also True That We Are Eternally Anchored. One's Destination Is Never A Place But Rather A New Way Of Looking At Things.

Who Wants To Be A Hundred? What's The Point Of It? A Short Life And A Merry One Is Far Better Than A Long One Sustained By Fear, Caution, And Perpetual Medical Surveillance.