I Am Also A Painter. I Paint

Life Becomes Meaningful And All Activities Are Purposeful Only On The Basis Of Faith In The Enduring Reality.

When The Mind Soars In Pursuit Of The Things Conceived In Space...it Pursues Emptiness; But When Man Dives Deep Within Himself, He Experiences The Fullness Of Existence.

Live More And More In The Present, Which Is Ever Beautiful And Stretches Away Beyond The Limits Of The Past And The Future.

God Has Come Again And Again In Various Forms, Has Spoken Again And Again In Different Words And Different Languages The Same One Truth - But How Many Are There That Live Up To It? Instead Of Making Truth The Vitalbreath Of His Life, Man Compromises By Making Over And Over Againa Mechanical Religion Of It - A Handy Staff To Lean On In Times Of Adversity, A Soothing Balm For His Conscience Or A Tradition To Be Followed.

Love Is Nothing If It Is Not Spontaneous. It Cannot Be A Conclusion Of Reasoning.