If You're Not Ready To Die, Then

I've Always Been Aware Of The Otherworld, Of Spirits That Exist In That Twilight Place That Lies In The Corner Of Our Eyes, Of Fairie And Stranger Things Still That We Spy Only When We're Not Really Paying Attention To Them, Whispers And Flickering Shadows, Here One Moment, Gone The Instant We Turn Our Heads For A Closer Look. But I Couldn't Always Find Them. And When I Did, For A Long Time I Thought They Were Only This Excess Of Imagination That I Carry Around Inside Me, That Somehow It Was Leaking Out Of Me Into The World.

The Real Trouble Comes From Not Knowing What We Really Want In The First Place.

Our Lives Are Stories, And The Stories We Have To Give To Each Other Are The Most Important. No One Has A Story Too Small And All Are Of Equal Stature. We Each Tell Them In Different Ways, Through Different Mediums—and If We Care About Each Other, We'll Take The Time To Listen.

You Can Take The Woman Outta The Trash, But You Can't Take The Trash Out A The Woman.

The Best Artists Know What To Leave Out. They Know How Much Of The Support Should Show Through As The Pigment Is Applied, What Details Aren't Necessary.